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  • Day 20

    Finale

    July 15, 2023 in Canada ⋅ ⛅ 22 °C

    And so we come to the end of our three week journey through Canada and tomorrow we repack our cases and head for home via Calgary. On our way back to Buffalo Mountain Lodge we stopped, yet again, at the hoodoo lookout just down the road and this time the smoke had lifted sufficiently for us to get a glimpse of the view. Again, breathtaking - wherever you look. It is so disappointing that our last few days have been blighted by wildfire smoke, but Mother Nature we cannot control!

    We have seen cities, towns, railways and countryside to die for. Canada is a very diverse nation and I have been struck by just how young this country is. Younger by far than the USA and that’s saying something. The country is vast and the population small, mostly settled along the US border. If you look on any map you will come across the word ‘wilderness’ time and time again and mostly Canada is exactly that, beautiful uncharted wilderness. You can travel for miles without seeing a living soul. It is an interesting mix of British and American influences, gradually forging all of this into a strong, purposeful, growing young country. We have enjoyed our journey immensely and we wish Canada all the luck in the world.

    Today, I saw a quotation from a First Nation writer called Dominic Crowshoe, that struck a chord, as it seemed to reflect Canada and the Canadians perfectly. We could all do with remembering it in truth, and so farewell until the next time.

    “Resilience is a spirit that affects anyone willing to endure hardships the world has presented us. And to overcome the challenges we face.”
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  • Day 20

    History versus Nature!

    July 15, 2023 in Canada ⋅ ⛅ 22 °C

    Visibility was no better this morning, so sadly, we had to come up with an alternative plan to the Gondola. The decision was to spend the morning investigating the history of Banff and the afternoon communing with nature!
    We battled our way through the Banff traffic over the Bow River to the Cave and Basin National Historic Site. This is where the National Parks of Canada began. The sulphurous cave had been known to the indigenous populations for hundreds of years and had become a meeting place, the waters being important for spiritual healing. In 1883 three Canadian Pacific railway workers discovered the cave. This coincided with the completion of the railroad to Banff and the tourist potential for wealthy Victorian travellers was realised. By 1885 the Canadian government had been petitioned and declared the hot springs a reserve. In 1887 a greater area of 260 square miles became known as The Rocky Mountains National Park, inspired by the the Yellowstone example. This was followed by additional parks at Yoho & Glacier in 1886 and Lake Louise and Jasper in 1892 and so the fascination and trek to Western Canada began. It was not until 1911 that people could access the area by road from Calgary. Before then the only option was by the Canadian Pacific Railroad. The company promoted Banff as an area of outstanding natural beauty and a spa, where guests could take the waters. They financed the building of the Banff Springs Hotel, Chateau Lake Louise and Jasper Park Lodge to accommodate their clients and many more hoteliers followed suit. The Park was extended to 2600 square miles in 1930 and the success of Banff and the Rocky Mountains was guaranteed.
    The cave itself is tiny and accessed down a low dark tunnel. A natural hole in the roof admits a startling and unexpected shaft of light that falls onto the warm pool of turquoise water. First Nation warriors would lower themselves on hand made ropes to collect the water in skin vessels. Outside is another warm pool, one of many that once existed. A swimming pool was on the site at one time. In the small outside pool resides the worlds only population of a very tiny snail, that can tolerate the hot, sulphurous conditions. They are about the size of a small finger nail and spend their time eating the algae that reside in the pool. A perfect symbiotic relationship between snail and pool! We could see some moving about on the surface floating algae. Isn’t it strange how the discovery of a small cave at exactly the right time has resulted in the creation of these beautiful parks that we can enjoy today.
    We moved on to the Banff Springs Hotel for a drink, to get a feel of what the Victorian visitor took for granted. It is a massive grey stone gothic castle perched high above the town and the River Bow, looking out to the mountains. I was struck by the incongruity of the building now and it must have seemed even more a fish out of water in the late 1800s. I then remembered a similar feeling in Shimla, northern India, before concluding yet again, that baronial Scottish architecture was the style of the time, during Queen Victoria’s reign and copied all over the world. Inside, the feeling of Victorian splendour is replicated with opulence and we sat in the Rundle Bar sipping our drinks, feeling as if we had been transported back one hundred years. A wedding was being staged out on the terrace and a grand piano being played in the bar to entertain us. A reminder of gentler more formal times, when the ‘shorts’ brigade would not have been tolerated in the building!
    Our afternoon took on a different hue. We moved on to Vermillion Lakes on the outskirts of the town, walked the Fenland Forest trail (couldn’t not, could we, with a name like that!) and to explore Vermillion Lakes Drive. This is one of the few wetland areas to be found in the Rockies, home to different plant species and lots of birds. The views across the water to the mountains beyond are breathtaking, as you will see!
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  • Day 19

    Banff

    July 14, 2023 in Canada ⋅ ⛅ 20 °C

    This morning showed a little improvement from yesterday, regarding the hazy smoke filling the sky, but not enough to see the majestic mountains that surround the town. They appear as ghostly apparitions hovering above us. It’s such a shame, but we knew we had to find an activity that was not purely scenic. Consequently we headed for the Bow Valley Parkway, Highway 1A, which runs alongside Highway I (Trans Canada) for most of the way between Lake Louise and Banff. It is a picturesque drive even being unable to see
    the surrounding mountains clearly. There are lookouts to observe the views, some more successful than others, and we plodded on doing our best to imagine what we couldn’t see. The plan was to stop at Johnston Canyon and to walk part of the trail to the first waterfall. A carefully constructed path runs through the canyon beside the gurgling Johnstone Creek. The sides of the gorge rise ever higher and it narrows to just a few feet in width. Trees clothe the walls, mosses abound and tiny wildflowers make their presence felt. Chipmunks and squirrels dart about and the sky is just visible above our heads. It is a classic gorge, but sadly we were never alone to contemplate its beauty. Finding a parking space in one of the two large car parks was a battle and the canyon scene was rather like the photo of the Capilano Suspension Bridge, except the path didn’t sway violently! We eventually reached and admired the first waterfall before turning back. Walking on to the second waterfall was more than Peter could consider. To quote him “I’m waterfalled out”!!
    We drove on to look at some of the Mountain views, but could see little. I will include a photograph so you can get my drift. Heading back to Banff we were stopped at a railway crossing and waited a full five minutes for a very long goods train to pass. An engine at the front and in the middle.
    We had a look around the town this afternoon. It’s setting is it’s crowning glory; being surrounded by the mountains of the Banff National Park, that normally would be visible from all standpoints. The centre we found overblown and touristy, but the residential districts are charming and it appears to have everything one might need, providing one’s tastes are not too sophisticated. It is clearly horrendously busy at all times, but with a little ingenuity we managed to find a car space up towards the arts centre.
    Interestingly, not really feeling we had achieved that much, we had actually walked five miles today, so earned our supper.
    Fingers crossed we will be able to ride the gondola tomorrow. The haze needs to retreat to make it worthwhile.

    Quote of the day:

    Water is the most expressive element in nature
    It responds to every mood
    From tranquility to turbulence

    Walter Phillips
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  • Day 18

    A Blank Day

    July 13, 2023 in Canada ⋅ ⛅ 20 °C

    Well, I’m not quite sure what to say this evening, as all plans went out of the window this morning. We woke up to what we would call blanket fog everywhere. It was so thick first thing, we couldn’t even see the water of Lake Louise. I learned later that this is the result of the wildfires. The wind had changed direction to our detriment. As I mentioned it has been hazy the last couple of days, reducing visibility, but this morning there was none. Consequently, we had to put aside our plans to explore Yoho NP as there would be literally nothing to see. It was moving day anyway, so we made our way to Banff, our final port of call, earlier than planned. We arrived early afternoon and it was heaving, a somewhat unpleasant shock after the last few days! We had a car hire problem to sort out and so took the opportunity to do that. It took the rest of the afternoon!!
    We are staying at Buffalo Mountain Lodge on the outskirts of the town and will have to wait and see if conditions improve overnight. I’ll keep in touch, but sadly nothing of great interest to report.
    I’ll post some photos that didn’t make the cut the first time round, for your interest.
    Firstly, of David Thompson the explorer/ geographer who produced the first map of the area. A great friend of Simon Fraser of a similar ilk. Both have rivers named after them, named for one by the other - if you get my drift!
    Secondly, some delicious food pics to make you drool. Yep, tasted as good as they looked.
    Thirdly of a rather sad lodgepole pine. Many of the forests are looking very sad as the lodgepole pines are slowly dying, due to the infestation of a little beetle that is boring through the bark and allowing disease and freezing temperatures to kill great swathes of the forest. Sadly, there is nothing to be done and natural selection will have to take its course. In case people have forgotten it is the way of the world, not just in trees!
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  • Day 17

    Lake Louise

    July 12, 2023 in Canada ⋅ ☁️ 14 °C

    We were really tired after yesterday’s high jinks and decided to have a quieter’lake’ day and to enjoy Chateau Lake Louise, which is a stunning make believe French Chateau situated right on the lake. Having said all that, we ended up walking 6 miles one way and another, so plenty of steps. The weather has been overcast and again a bit hazy, so the views are not as clear as one would like, but regardless the beauty of the scenery touches the heart.
    This morning we walked the footpath around Lake Louise, which extends half way around its circumference. We were not alone, as there were plenty of visitors doing the same, of all nationalities. There were beautiful wild flowers and lots of little chipmunks, some of whom were so tame as to almost be posing for photographs as you’ll see! It is a different story this evening as I write to you by the window. All is still and calm and the crowds have gone. It is a privilege to see it in its more natural state.
    The afternoon saw us visit Moraine Lake using the hotel shuttle. It is only possible to visit on a tour of one type or another, the narrow winding road being closed to private cars. It is also only open during the summer months, as during the winter the lake freezes over and temperatures can reach -40 degrees, making the road impassable.
    We had an hour and half to take it all in and followed our drivers advice by heading for the ‘Rock Pile’ first. This is a steep stepped climb to the top of ….well….a rock pile funnily enough! It takes about 20 mins each way. The sun had come out and the temperature risen, hence it was quite arduous, but worth every step. The view over the lake was absolutely breathtaking. Mountains encircle the water and the colour is a vibrant turquoise blue. We walked part of the footpath also, but undoubtedly the view to be had was from the rock pile. A gorgeous afternoon. On our way back the driver asked which of the two lakes we preferred. No one could answer. Both are spectacular.
    This evening we ate at the Fairview restaurant and had a window table, so could drink in that sublime view whilst attempting to do justice to the equally sublime food. This is yet another very special place to hold in the memory bank.
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  • Day 16

    Driving the Icefields Parkway

    July 11, 2023 in Canada ⋅ ☁️ 14 °C

    The Icefields Parkway was constructed in the 1960s and took one year to complete, which is some feat when you consider the length of it. Today we were driving one section from Jasper to Lake Louise, which is a distance of just under 250 kms. Those of you who have had the pleasure of this journey do not need me to tell you how spectacular it is in every direction. You seriously do not know where to look. There are many pull offs along the way to stop and admire the majestic scenery, so it is a stop and start trip! Interestingly, you meet the same people at each stop, as you are all doing the same thing. It becomes quite funny. The best way to give you an idea is to post the photos. The weather was cloudy today and not so clear, so please bear in mind that these only give half an indication of the drama and beauty of the scene. In reality the views are mind blowing.
    Our lunch time stop was at The Columbia Icefields Centre. Here you are able to get up close and personal with the Athabasca Glacier and it was obviously a chance I could not pass by. Peter was, I think, ambivalent until we arrived and he saw the scale of the ice. I had booked a lunchtime slot, which was quiet and we set off in the Columbia Bus on the five minute drive from the Adventure Centre to the stop where you board the Ice Explorer. This is a huge 6 wheeled ice tractor capable of climbing and descending 30degree slopes and driving on to the ice. We drove slowly down the steep lateral moraine (debris left at the sides by the glacier) and on to the end of the glacier and had the chance to then spend 20 mins on the ice. That was enough, the temperature was a good twenty degrees cooler than up at the Centre, but what an experience.
    This glacier originates from the Columbia Ice Sheet, which is the size of the cities of Washington DC and Vancouver together. Six glaciers overflow down mountainsides in the area and are in truth slow moving rivers of ice. They are fascinating. From a distance the glacier looks smooth, but it is far from it close to. Where it tumbles over a ridge the ice is rucked and thrown up in large spikes with deep crevasses splitting the glacier. As it hits smooth ground the ice river fans out, but is still ‘hummocky’ with rivulets of water running off it. When you can see the pure ice it is a clear blue, although the surface is often dirty as it slowly erodes. The ice was formed during the last Ice Age, 18,000 years ago, when the Wisconsin Ice Sheet covered virtually the whole of northern Canada and what we see today are the remnants. The Adventure Centre is some way away overlooking the glaciers built high on the terminal moraine (debris pushed in front of the ice). It shows you how the ice has retreated since 1840 and of course is still doing so. Interestingly, this is the second time that I have heard promulgated that the natural cycles of earths tilting on its axis have a lot to do with the cooling and warming of the atmosphere; tropical periods and Ice Ages, every 100,000 years. Geology can of course substantiate this. Our habits have undoubtedly not helped, but the Canadians feel that human activity is far from the simplistic answer.
    We followed this amazing experience, with a visit to the Sky Walk. This is recently built and undoubtedly a technological wonder. A semi circular glass walkway projects out over the Sunwapta Valley and you can look down at your feet through the glass floor to the valley floor some 200feet below. This glass is strong enough to hold the weight of several Ice Explorer tractors and yet looks fragile and elegant. I am not that good with heights, but never felt in the slightest bit nervous. It is a very clever piece of engineering.
    So, quite a morning. We left the centre at four o’clock to drive the rest of the way to Lake Louise, arriving at 6.30. This is our luxury stay at The Chateau on the Lake. Gorgeous!
    We can look out of the bedroom window to the clear turquoise Lake Louise, named after Queen Victoria’s fourth daughter, Princess Louise. We will enjoy!
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  • Day 15

    Jasper National Park

    July 10, 2023 in Canada ⋅ ⛅ 20 °C

    We collected a car today and organised park permits etc. Quite rightly, a charge is made for accessing any of the National Parks in Canada. It helps maintain them and keep them in pristine condition.
    Jasper is a small attractive tourist town in the Athabasca valley, surrounded by high mountain peaks wherever you look. People like us visit in the summer and skiers in the winter. I’m reminded of Flagstaff in Arizona, where goods trains are a huge part of life.
    The station here has a dominant role to play too, not only with The Rocky Mountaineer.
    Massive amounts of goods are moved by rail in Canada. We have seen half mile goods trains on several occasions and there are very few large juggernauts on the highways, in fact they are banned from some roads altogether. Interestingly, you are only allowed to live in Jasper if you work here. Second homes do not exist, as the authorities do not want to destroy the town with an influx of wealthy home owners who do nothing for the area. I can appreciate that, because that would surely happen as it has in the UK.
    We have made several small trips today under our own steam.
    Pyramid Lake is a short drive to the north of the town climbing steadily. The lake is a beautiful blue, as they all seem to be and we started off for a short walk, to a small island just off shore, joined by a bridge. We hadn’t taken too many steps when we espied two huge female elk browsing the undergrowth just off the path. We watched them for a while, as they eyed us, before deciding to take a photo from another viewpoint! They can be very dangerous just now, as it is calving season. I did take some photos though which I’ll post.
    We decided to visit two spots at this end of The Icefields Parkway, which we will also hit tomorrow. We drove up a switchback road with incredible views to the base of Mt Edith Cavell. (named after the British nurse executed by the Germans during WW1, for helping allied soldiers to escape through the lines - she was born in Swardeston Norfolk, where her father was the Vicar) I had hoped to see the wildflower meadow, but hadn’t appreciated it was a two hour hike each way and time wasn’t on our side. There were however several beauties growing at the base and again the views were stupendous, so it was certainly not a wasted journey. We moved on to the Athabasca Falls, still using the beautiful back road that had been recommended to us. Here is the Athabasca River in full spate, over a spectacular falls. Again it is difficult to describe the power and beauty of the water, even in a very small version of Niagara. Of course the setting of background mountains adds to the drama. There was even a rainbow! You’ll see what I mean by the photos.
    A change of scene tomorrow, so we’ll see what unfolds!
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  • Day 14

    The Flora & Fauna of the Maligne Valley

    July 9, 2023 in Canada ⋅ ⛅ 18 °C

    As an addendum, I would like to introduce you to some of the flowers and animals we saw today. I felt the previous section was already too long, so have added this piece.
    The flora around Maligne Lake was subtle and beautiful as you will see. It is the time for wild flowers so I will be keeping my eye out for more, particularly in the Alpine Meadows.
    The photos will tell the story.
    Of course there is wildlife galore in the Rockies, some sweet and harmless, others less so.
    Our guide gave us a long lecture on what to do if meeting a bear round the corner - heaven forbid! The précis of it all was if it’s a Grizzly play dead and it ‘should lose interest’. I was rather perturbed by the ‘should’! If it’s a black bear you’ll have to fight for your life if you can’t retreat, because it will kill and eat you. Hit it on the nose seemed to be the preferred strategy. I’d have died of fright first, so possibly not necessary.
    On our way back we came across an osprey and it’s nest, two mountain sheep traversing an unbelievably steep rock face, an elk resting in the undergrowth (no photo sorry), and finally a black bear foraging by the side of the road. How lucky were we?
    Our guide on the Mary Schaffer told a fantastic story of Mike, the wildlife warden, in these parts, whose job it is to keep,an eye on the animal population, in particular the bears. He watches them by powerful telescope high up in the meadows and was worried to see a Grizzly laying on its front, day after day. In the end, he decided he would have to investigate and made his way up there. To his astonishment the bear was happily laying on the carcass of a dead elk, feasting and sleeping continuously, obviously protecting his food supply by laying on it!! He knows most of the bears individually and when this individual woke from hibernation the following spring, he arranged to weigh him. After hibernation, when a bear will lose one third of its body weight, he still weighed 700lbs! I asked Nick how on earth you weigh a Grizzly? ‘ Ah’ he said, ‘it’s complicated and basically involves a block and tackle and a helicopter’ The mind boggles!
    Enjoy the photos.

    My phrase of the Day for you all:-

    The Meaning of Life : Create, Experience, Understand, Expand.
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  • Day 14

    Jasper - Maligne Valley

    July 9, 2023 in Canada ⋅ ☀️ 20 °C

    There is clearly no rest for the wicked and we were up bright and early to set off on a small local tour, as we have no car until tomorrow. The sun is shining and the sky a brilliant blue. It looks like being a hot one!
    Maligne Canyon was our first call. Geologically and geographically this is a fascinating area. It is partly limestone country, so there are lots of mysterious waterways, due to the solubility of the rock and its faults and weaknesses. It is thought that during the last Ice Age the whole area was covered by a huge ice sheet 200-300 meters thick and this rock canyon was originally a cave carved out by water that flowed under the glacier. The weight of the ice collapsed the roof of the cave along its weakest fault line and when the ice eventually retreated the canyon was very much as we see it today. Rushing streams continue the erosion today and the topography is changing all the time. There is a ‘chock block’ erratic wedged at the head of the canyon, which will gradually be eroded until it is small enough to fall to the canyon floor. Amazingly, fossils are clearly to be seen in the bed rock we were walking over. It was a drool worthy scene for sad creatures like me and was only to get better.
    Our next call was Medicine Lake, a most unusual feature. At the moment the lake is quite low and would normally be a lot higher, but whatever the level, come the winter the water will disappear, often completely. The indigenous Stoney people who have lived in the area for thousands of years christened this the Medicine lake because of what they thought were it’s supernatural powers to rejuvenate and heal itself annually. We now know that the lake bed is riddled with sink holes and underground waterways that drain the water away during the dry season and feed lakes further downstream that seemingly have no river supplying them. It is the most beautiful sight as you will see from the photos. Pale blue in colour and surrounded by low peaks. There were catastrophic forest fires in 2016 that devastated the trees all around and they are only now staring to regrow. A bald eagles nest is perched high on a tree by the water and at the time it had a eaglet in the nest, which astonishingly survived the intense heat and conflagration.
    Our final call is at Maligne Lake itself, where we are to take a cruise. You arrive at the bridge and have your first glimpse of this most magnificent lake. This is the most dramatic of them all and you will see why from the photos. Again created by glaciation it is a deep turquoise blue lake because of the glacial silt held suspended in the water, which refracts the sunlight to a glorious shade of blue. It only got better. We set off on the Mary Schaffer, named for a local lady who studied and wrote a book on the flora and fauna of the region. I went to stand out on the deck at the back of the boat as we zipped along, the better to see the fantastic scenery all around. As we approached the far end, the peaks were even more dramatic, sharp arêtes cutting the sky, rock scoured and polished by glaciation and glaciers hanging down from the peaks. Only three weeks ago a sudden fall of 3ft of snow paralysed the area and if we had visited then, none of this would have been possible. Gliding round the final corner of Maligne Lake we drifted to a stop to disembark and admire this patch of paradise. The sun shone glinting off the turquoise water. The peaks soared all around and in front of us was Spirit Island. All was still and silent and like the Stoney people before us, I think everyone was captured by the special atmosphere of this place. A small boardwalk has been constructed to allow for better viewing. The photos will tell the story.
    Wild flowers grew all around, right to the waters edge. You can imagine my reaction - heaven on earth.
    Spirit Island is sacred to the Stoney people. After many years of separation, they now return to perform their annual ceremony and there is a real attempt to rebuild the relationship between peoples. Their ethos of life is that all natural things have a spirit
    and that you should introduce yourself to a piece of nature to make your peace with it, usually by a laying on of hands.
    The definition of home is that wherever the light touches your skin, be it sunlight, moonlight or starlight, this is your home. Life in the moment.
    I cannot imagine a more perfect day.
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  • Day 13

    Journey Through The Clouds to Jasper

    July 8, 2023 in Canada ⋅ ☀️ 21 °C

    The overnight stop at the small town of Kamloops was brilliantly organised, bearing in mind approximately 500 people from the Rocky Mountaineer had to be accommodated with the minimum of trouble. Before disembarking you are given an envelope stating your hotel, coach and room number. You can walk straight to your room and the luggage will have been delivered! This morning we walked out of the room leaving the luggage to be collected and taken to our stop in Jasper. Every detail has been carefully thought out. Kamloops was originally an indigenous settlement for thousands of years. In the mid 1800s, a group of some 150 men who came to be known as the Overlanders set out from Winnipeg in Manitoba to find an overland route across the mountains to join the gold rush. One wife refused to let her husband go alone. Mrs Schubert and their three children joined the group and over the next few months endured untold hardships to reach the promised land. For the final month they existed on rosehips and potatoes and when Mrs Schubert reached Kamloops she informed her husband that they were going no further! The next day she gave birth to a baby daughter they named Rose, after the berries that had kept them alive. The Schuberts were the first white family to settle in Kamloops, the name originating from a First Nation word “Tk’emlups” meaning “meeting of the waters”.
    Life as we know it resumed at 8am this morning, when the Rocky Mountaineer set off on the second leg of our journey. The train left promptly in brilliant sunshine and we made our way out of Kamloops to the northeast still following the Thompson River. The river is a different beast today, now still as a millpond, so calm as to be a mirror lake reflecting the trees along the waters edge. The valley floor is again wide and fertile and isolated farms and settlements are nestled in beautiful surroundings. We slow for a freight train to pass, breakfast is served and the champagne appears. It’s pretty idyllic. Gradually the train starts to climb, the landscape closes in, changes and the forest reappears.
    Lunch is served and not long afterwards out of nowhere we come across the Pyramid Falls. I will post you a video. It is so beautiful. The Rockies are looming ever closer. The mixed temperate forest is slowly changing to predominantly pine and firs with wild creeks tumbling their way through. You can almost feel the atmosphere changing, mind you, it could be something to do with the margarita that has yet again appeared at my elbow!!
    The train picks up speed as it travels through the Rocky Mountain Trench created by tectonic plate movement hundreds of thousands of years ago. The trench runs north to south from the Yukon to Montana splitting the mountain groups in two leaving the Rocky Mountains the higher. Mount Robson is the highest peak in Canada at 12,972 ft and we had a fabulous unimpeded view of it today against a clear blue sky, which is apparently unusual. We were lucky and it was such an impressive sight.
    As Jasper becomes ever closer the higher the mountains loom above us. Moose Lake appears on our right, perfectly tranquil and turquoise in colour. This is in fact the headwaters of the Fraser River that we followed for so long. The train continues to climb towards the Yellowhead Pass, which is one of the lowest of the Rocky Mountain passes, hence making it the obvious spot to construct the original transcontinental railway. The Yellowhead Pass also marks the boundary between British Columbia and Alberta and is the drainage continental divide. Eastern rivers flow to the Atlantic Ocean via Hudson Bay and the West to the Pacific Ocean. Yellowhead Lake rolls into view framed by Mt Fitzwilliam and we are coming to the end of our journey. The whole carriage had been looking for wildlife the entire trip, with little luck; the odd bald eagle, the back end of a mountain sheep and possibly half an ear of a maybe moose! We were within 10 minutes of our destination when the cry went up ‘Moose’ and sure enough there he was standing
    in some swampy ground by the track. We’d hardly recovered from this when ‘Elk’ was the cry and on the other side of the track stood a young elk and would you believe round the next bend was a juvenile black bear who beat a hasty retreat when he heard the train. We were amazed, but just to top it all, in a short distance, a large black bear got up from some undergrowth by the track at our approach and slowly ambled across the adjoining road.
    Well, who’d have thought it?! It completed a fabulous train journey, which we have thoroughly enjoyed. The scenery is sublime. You are off the beaten track and this is country that you cannot drive. The attention to detail and organisation by the Rocky Mountaineer is first class. I have come to conclusion that government departments could learn a great deal from them!
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