After nearly 720 km of walking, I’ve arrived at one of the highest points in the Western Cordillera. My legs and back are sore from climbing the steep and twisting mountains, while my entire body is frozen from the ice and snow. But the sight I see now is definitely worth it. Everywhere, all of it, is beautiful. The mountains I see are the very jewels of nature, hardly affected by the booming forces of erosion. These are colossal proofs of the Western’s Cordillera’s status as the youngest region in Canada.
Interior plains After a long and dangerous path down one of the largest mountains in the Western Cordillera, I have encountered my second Canadian landform, the Interior plains. All around me can I see permafrost and pingos,