Do You Want To Build a Snowman?

No, Frozen fans, we have not traveled to Denmark (heaven, maybe) but the post title will make sense in just a minute (alternate titles included: "I don't know where I'm going," "Look out for poop" and "Nature is leaking on me" so this was the best option available).

We checked the weather and saw that the meteorologists had predicted that today would be the sunniest day of the week, so we decided that we would go for a drive to one of Banff's most well-known landmarks, Lake Louise. Lake Louise is what Pinterest and Tumblr dreams are made of! People dedicate entire boards and blogging sprees to this place but no amount of internet stalking could have possibly prepared us for this.

Because I am brilliant, I suggested that we pack a picnic for lunch and where better to enjoy some of Safeway's finest grub?

After lunch, we walked out on the ice for a minute for a photo op, because dayummm, why wouldn't you?

Then we went adventuring! Which meant that we started walking down a trail without knowing where it would take us, which pretty much seems to be all we know how to do. Were we prepared to go hiking? No. Were we wearing hiking boots? No. Do we even own hiking boots? No. Did we go hiking? Yes. We started off just by walking but every time we could have turned around, we decided not to until we were all the way  around to the other side of the Lake.

Started from the far shore, now we're here.

When we got to the other side of the Lake, did we stop? No. We kept going. We did not stop until our shoes were literally too ill-equipped to keep going (we'd been walking on slush for pretty much our entire hike, but slush at a 60 degree angle was where we called it quits). We didn't head back until we'd built a snowman. Yup, we built a snowman. At the top of a mountain. That we had just climbed. In case you didn't get that, we climbed a mountain and built a snowman at the top of that mountain that we had just climbed...

Building our snowman included shenanigans, of course, like when our decision to return was reinforced when I went to grab some sticks for the snowman's arms and ended up with one leg thigh high in snow.

Crazy, right?

Nature is cool, people. I said it. Mandy facebooked it (and quoted me). Nature is the coolest.

We aren't sure just how far we hiked today, somewhere between three and five miles for sure but after our shoes had failed us/our sense of adventure, we drove back to Banff and finished a little MCT business before heading back downtown.

We've seen most of downtown at this point and all I want to do is eat everything! I haven't yet but it might just happen. We had backwards dinner when we stopped at a place called BeaverTails (there are two of them right down the street from each other here and that's a little weird but this is actually a place that was recommended to us by the kids in Cayley, AB).

This place sells smoothies, fries, poutine, hot dogs, frozen yogurt and most importantly, beavertails. Beavertails are a fried dough pastry that is rolled out to looked like a beaver's tail and then covered in deliciousness. I got mine with cinnamon sugar on it, so it was basically like sprinkling fairy dust on top of perfection. Just look at that? I want another one!!!

Tomorrow is going to bring more sights, sounds and sweets. Spring break is going great, everybody!

Do you want to build a snowman?