Story time because no one asked or cared:

Shortly before they closed the road this October, my SO and I scrambled Mt. Temple. So, we car camped at the Moraine Lake parking lot.

At around 1230am I was restless so took a walk up the rock pile overlooking the lake. It was a full moon, and it lit up everything. The lake, the valley of the ten peaks behind it. I was the only one there - not a soul in sight. It was one of the most beautiful sights I had ever seen. To be alone at that insanely busy lake is one thing, but to be alone in the moonlight - it was pretty special.

I know it sounds hokey, but I felt like my life was changing at that moment. That something big was happening, but not to worry too much. I couldn't really understand it at the time.

The next day as we scrambled up Mt Temple, my SO was complaining about cramps, and that her chest was super sore and tender. I found out the next weekend she is pregnant with twins lol. I don't believe in the supernatural, but that was a very weird course of emotional events. When the little gremlins are of age I'll be sure to take them hiking there.