No wake up calls, rude or otherwise this morning. What was slightly rude though was the way the power kept going on and off while I was in the shower. Showering in an alternatly lit and pitch black bathroom is slightly disconcerting.
Breakfast was pancakes in the Y's restaurant. And of course more coffee!
We checked out of the Y and hit the road again. Our destination for tonight was Jasper, and we had a lot of driving and a lot of things to see along the way.
We got in the car took of for Moraine Lake. It was a little off our course, but according to Christine it was well worth seeing. Right she was!
It was a really beautiful spot. The quiet was occasionally piercied by the gentle 'bonk' sound of a newbie canoe paddler hitting their paddle on the side of their boat. We took a walk along the shore and got a hot drink from the shop there. Unfortunately, pressed for time again, we had to leave.
Although it was cold at the lake, it's not like it was icy, or snowing. So I was a bit unprepared (though I knew it was coming) to find .... a glacier at the side of the road.
Ok, ok, I understand the principle of glaciers and how it doesn't have to be freezing cold for one to exist a few hundred metres away. But it was still an amazing and inspiring sight.
Although it was possible to take tours up onto the actual glacier, on foot, or in buses like this:
we still had a lot of driving to do. We had a look around the visitor centre and took a bunch of photos. I met a bear there - my first and last for the trip:
Then we got back in the car and zoomed off for the final leg - to Jasper.
After much more driving we arrived and checked into our hotel at Jasper (was very nice). Then we went out to grab some dinner (being kinda ravenous). Dinner was a place called "Earl's", and while kinda pricy (by Canadian standards, when I converted to pounds I felt rather amused), it was *really* good. I managed to talk Christine into desert as well, and we went for a walk around town.
Again, the tax-free shopping was too enticing to Christine and she tried on a few pairs of jeans, without success.
Sadly the night ended in tragedy, with me losing at Yachtzee, three games to one.
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