|The Bow River under normal conditions|
Needless to say, when we got to the ford, it was impassable, so we followed the trail parallel to our chocolate milk stream, until we could go no further. Our path was blocked by a side stream that was at full boil. There were three other hikers there, who had crossed the side stream an hour earlier, when, they said, "it was a trickle." They'd barely made it back across.
|Nadine watching the mystery side stream turning everything chocolate brown|
Back at the delta, there were plumes of brown coming into the lake. As we headed home, we wondered if anyone else had watched this little mystery unfold, and we marvelled at the weird, little curveballs that nature can throw out there when you have an afternoon off in the Rockies!
|Runoff coming into Bow Lake|