Well, is it rain if you've driven up into the cloud? Proper pictures of the eerie trees looming out of the mist, torrents of meltwater tumbling down the falls and the beautiful colours in the ice of the frozen reflecting lakes going onto Flickr bit by bit. But what about this odd footprint in the snow? Is it Bigfoot? Sasquatch on holiday? Or is it my lovely new Fivefinger shoes that are like walking barefoot but without the wet and scratchy bits?