Here's the thing. This trip was originally set for a July jump off date, which means when we envisioned touring the Canadian Rockies we honestly didn't predict the desperate need for a heater. Cut to the end of September when we actually arrived (yes, I am an incredibly delayed blogger... But who can blog when there is so much to see out the window). It is seriously chilly. The drive looks surprisingly a lot like Wyoming and I love it. Unfortunately, the wind is also similar to home. Cuts to the core. Neither of us have taken our long johns off for days. It was time for our biggest purchase yet.
Flannel sheets. They are absolutely the best $35 I have ever spent. So to date, our only souvenirs are these sheets and a Bigfoot magnet. I'm not complaining.
BANFF
Wow. Sometimes I feel like an outdoor snob because I find myself comparing places to the epic Wind Rivers in Wyoming, but this place was no joke. Stop one was picturesque Lake Louise. We tried our hands at some canoeing. As I paddled, mesmerized at the pale teal water from the glacial silt, Ben set about to getting to the end and back in record time. Other highlights include closing down BANFF Hot Springs, waking up the following morning at 1:30 in the afternoon (time warp?!) and Bloody Mary's for breakfast. If it were a tad warmer we would have loved to have taken some longer treks and backpacked for weeks. Another trip I suppose. We rolled out as the snow rolled in and had to defrost our toes at Radium Hot Springs. Seriously. The place was named after traces of radon was discovered in the water.
Bighorn sheep bid us farewell as we journeyed back south, hoping for warmer territory.
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