Then we climbed - slowly in the motorhomes and no doubt causing some frustration to the residents - until we reached another level where we started to come across lakes with glaciers high in the background.
Then the trees started to disappear and the mountainsides became bare with occasional trees growing in isolated spots while they wait for ice to freeze and split the rock around their roots, leaving them to plunge into the rivers below.
They're not called The Rockies for nothing!
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