For Fathers Day we headed for the hills to hike St Mary's Glacier. It's not far from home but we've never been up there as a family. It was a perfect hike up to a gorgeous location.
The lake was gorgeous!
Kellan left his mark, in tradition.
We found a few cozy rocks to snack upon.
Even though I crop them out in photos, there were a million other people up there with us. The boys looked up to the top of the mountain behind the lake and said "we want to go THERE!". We evaluated the situation and decided to give it a try. Up and up we went!
It was steep and the snow fields were slick. We had to navigate around the snow fields to be sure that we didn't walk across the ones that plummeted straight down to the lake below.
While it looks like Oliver is running up the snow, he was actually slipping all over the place. This snow was slick! I'm sure our lack of snow appropriate shoes played into that as well. Who knew we were going to climb to the top?
As we neared the top, Kellan was distracted by some great rocks while Oliver and Keith kept marching on and on. They were WAY up there!
The view from the top was spectacular and so was the gusty wind!
Keith and his boys above tree line on Fathers Day. No better way to celebrate.
As we started back down, we caught a peak of the lake below.
It's rare that Kellan wants us to hold his hand. It was very sweet that he reached out for a little help on the way down the mountain.
Not willing to let go of my hand, we paused for a photo.
Oliver lead the way down the mountain.
We had an amazing day celebrating an even more amazing Father.