Note in the description: "wait until mid-July for the snow to melt" Not only that, but the drive to the trailhead is on a dirt road that takes FOREVER, and it's really bumpy.
This is at the bottom, at the start of the hike, where there's a reservoir. Good thing my dad had those work gloves in his truck:
I was so hungry on the way up, I stopped to eat a little bit of my PB&J. My mom kneeled down and opened her mouth for me to feed her a few bites, too:
And this was the whole point of marching through the snow and getting frost-bitten toes: Lake Louise, still pretty frozen:
The names Lois, Loise, Louise, Louie, and all those weird variations always confuse me. I'm still not exactly sure how to pronounce the lake's name.

