Cascade Mountain

 Posted by on July 20, 2001  Banff National Park  Add comments
Jul 202001
 

Cascade Mountain – Canadian Rockies

Ann on the summit of Cascade Mountain

Hey Ann you’re on the summit of Cascade Mountain!

If you’re wondering why the content of this page keeps changing, my editor killed the page and I had to resurrect an older version from a backup. Same thing with my Mount Cory page. It’s very strange no? Hey Ann you were on that “hike” too; have you been sharpening your hacking skills that the computer faculty/department is no doubt and yes very obviously teaching you? (tutelagening)

The first attempt I made on this peak failed. My partner hiking bud for the day Officer Rob Davidson of the Calgary Police Service had a knee injury that we thought would be OK. About half way up the mountain, the knee was hurting.

I told him I had no problem going back down; “Cascade isn’t going any where” I said. Rob is a determined individual, but when pain talks we get lame walks. It just isn’t worth a chronic injury to push that hard.

July 20/2001

The next attempt was with “Hey Ann”, eight days after we summited Mount Cory. About half way up I experienced some dizziness and a heart palpitation. This was my first adrenalin rush of the season, and not the last.

I sat down, drank some fluids, then continued to the summit. The rush was spawned by a look over a sharp crest. In lousy shape, I was pushing hard and so the adrenalin was more than my straining heart could take. It lost it’s rhythm and blood flow to my brain was compromised for a moment. Some people also talk of tunnel vision, this is a sign of pushing too hard.

As for the Mountain;

…my whole life, every time I passed through Banff, I always looked up at the pyramid of Cascade Mountain with awe. Now on the summit, it was a special moment in a special place (to me). As for this Hey Ann Chick, she unjustly blew it off as “just a hike”. 😐

Cloud over Cascade Mountai

Cloud over Cascade Mountain

Hey Ann

When we got back to my dear Ann’s truck, she mumbled something about Superman. I was very flattered, but on that day it was obviously true. One can always aspire to great heights, can’t one? I must fly! If you need lessons just let me know, no problemo

Cascade is a wonderful mountain, the object of many an artist. I’ve noticed however that none have captured the mountain from the Bow Valley. They all seem to derive their perspective from each other. I’m going to set my tripod just below the falls some morning, looking up at the looming mountain from an inferior oblique perspective, cowering laughing under it’s massive girth. And then I will go conquer it again, as fast as I can.

Sunshine is delicious, rain is refreshing, wind braces us up, snow is exhilarating; there is really no such thing as bad weather, only different kinds of good weather.

John Ruskin
8 February 1819 – 20 January 1900, the leading English art critic of the Victorian era

Hey man where did you go?
Thought I, but I guess
I don’t know you
Gave you my heart
You looked to take it apart
Hey man what did you do?
Walked away we weren’t through
Last time was a fake shaken head
Now I think it must be said

Hey man
Can’t be everybody’s friend
Ain’t no way man
To be everybody’s friend

Jane’s Addiction
“Everybody’s Friend”