The Magic Lake

Friday, January 20th, 2012
  • Lake Marian, New Zealand

    There are times when a picture cannot capture a scene or moment in any way that does it justice. Today’s picture is one of those times.

    This afternoon I walked a difficult three hour trail to Lake Marian, high in the Darran Mountains in the New Zealand’s Fiordland National Park. The trail to the lake was at times not so much of a walk as it was a climb where several times I had to concentrate on what to hold onto and where to place my next step.

    The trail to the lake was amazingly beautiful, and easily leapt into my shortlist of ‘most beautiful places in the world that I’ve seen.’ It really was that amazing. But to walk out of that lush green near mystical landscape into the open air at the end of the trail and be greeted by the lake scene, well, that was one of those landmark moments. You know, the kind of memory you’ll never forget.

    No picture could do that scene any justice. The lake was magnificent. Clear blue green tinted water surrounded by large rocks sitting in a mountainous snow capped valley. Wispy clouds swam around the mountain tops and threaded their way through the valley over beds of melting snow and ice. It was awesome in the true sense of the word.