I lived for a spell in Whitehorse, the capital of Yukon Territory in Canada’s true North. Think Klondike Gold Rush – that’s why Whitehorse exists today.
Despite civilization, you only need to throw a stone, walk in that direction, and lo and behold, you’re surrounded by pristine air, land, and water.
On an exploratory cranberry picking trip in late summer out to Annie Lake, I had my breath taken away. I had just come back from China, where any water you see is murky and stinks to high heaven with pollution, and went to a place in the world where polluted water doesn’t exist for the most part. Shock to my system.
The perfect reflection of the mountains in this water made the far-away peaks seem close enough to touch at the water’s edge (click for enlargement). I did a full post with photos earlier, which can be found here.