"As we drove north on the Icefield Parkway, after talking to Nancy, the conversation was as lively as a cemetery. It seemed like Janelle had already mentally thrown in the towel. Me, the stubborn one, tried desperately to find the bright side of this dimly lite situation. 'Well… at least after climbing the Wishbone, every other route we climb the rest of our lives will be better.' Silence. 'Just think, we are going to climb the worst route in the Canada, and maybe the world. The worst! That's kinda worthy, right?' More silence. Things were not looking good. I resorted to changing the subject to the amazing views unfolding through Lulu's windshield." Read the rest of this trip report at smileysproject.com.