During the trip westward, I became fascinated by the colours of sunlight on snow at different times of the day. This was our last stop on day one of our trip. We were definitely surrounded by mountains at this point. We had left Mt. Robson in our rearview mirror only to REALLY discover its magnificence on the return trip. The next morning was eye opening when we descended our first steep decline. YIKES! The speed signs were neon in colour and boy, I read them carefully, knowing to hold on to the steering wheel with both hands and to proceed with caution. I was fortunate to find this sign at our stop after having just descended. I am looking back from the way we had just come.
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