An elk, I believe.
Maligne Canyon. The noise was deafening.
The next stop was Columbia Icefield, a very popular place for all tourists. From there we travelled on special vehicles up on to Athabasca Glacier after being transported by conventional buses from the busy Discovery Centre to the base of the glacier.
At the Discovery Centre looking at the glacier. It looked kind of dirty where we could see the vehicles on the glacier.
The same as the vehicle we used to take us on to the glacier.
This hill does not look so steep but it was a
Our host was ready with some whisky to warm us, but as you can see by the shirt sleeves, it was not really cold.
I think we could also see three other glaciers. Especially enlarge this photo to see the black material the glacier picked up. We now over 2000 metres in altitude, around the height of Australia's tallest mountain, Mount Kosciusko. The Columbian Icefields are pretty much the continental watershed where the melt drains into three oceans, the Arctic, the Pacific and the Atlantic. Since the early 20th century the glaciers have vastly receded, but as I keep telling you pinko lefties, it is nothing to do with global warming. Now burn more coal.
Our next stop was at the impossibly coloured Peyto Lake.
A short time later we stopped at Bow Lake. Beautiful, hey.
Yes, he did go in to the freezing water but not for long.
I think it was the exact same day when we stopped at Bow Lake that Marie of After 60 - The Next Ten published on her blog detail of where she and her companion stayed, right in this lodge across the water. There was certainly more snow when Marie was there.
Random along the way, somewhere.
The setting and views at Lake Louise are beyond description.What a shame the grand old and much renovated hotel did not have air conditioning. It was stinking hot in our room and the public areas were hot too. At night fresh cool air was pulled in, cooling the public areas but that was no relief to us in our stinking hot room, in spite of the overhead fans. It really spoiled the visit for us. We simply must have a cool refuge if it is hot. Thankfully it was only one night but another night would have given us time to explore around the lake more. I did not really get a good photo of Lake Louise (but I just found I had some better taken the next day).
We were ordered to be downstairs for a group photo in an hour or so after our arrival, but our cases weren't delivered until later. We did not look our best. This photo is going to be crap, I told R as I squinted my eyes against the glare. The photo turned out to be quite good. Pretty skilled photographer, methinks.
The lake has moods.
I'll leave you with a video of the rushing water at the Maligne Canyon. If there is a blank square below the video, take no notice of it.