Brightly sunlit a couple of hours later.
As you can see, the exterior of the Fairmont Chateau is not so impressive, having being altered so much over many years.
A few photos of the grand interior of the Fairmont Chateau. How nice it would have been if it was cool.
We have stopped off at Lake Moraine. Just another beautiful lake? Maybe the best. I climbed on my own to a high vantage point.
A natural gathering of timber, mostly from trees fallen into the river as erosion undercuts river banks.
A squirrel. So exciting.
Once we had reached Banff, we were straight to the gondola and up to Sulphur Mountain. In front of us were an Indian family of six and in front of them an older western couple. We were called forward to join the older couple. Well, the older couple were at it hammer and tongs. This is going to be a nice eight minute ride, not. 'I am never going on holidays with you again', she screeched. Suddenly it was all over and they started chatting to us and being very friendly. They were from the south of the United States, I forget which state and I am not sure how widely it has been reported here, but the one where the confederate flag has finally been lowered after a massacre in a church. Amazingly we came back with them when we descended from the mountain. Got it now. They were from South Carolina. He asked if we knew much about the state. Not much, we replied, except it is a southern state. I don't know how we came to talk about it, but he explained that most people in the state think that the confederate flag should have been lowered more than a century ago. He asked if we knew what red-necks meant. Yes. It is only people like them who support that confederate nonsense. It was a most enlightening conversation, and if what he said is true, it is another reason to be wary of stereo-types.
We did not see any of Marie's mountain sheep under the gondola but we did come across the delightful little chap up top. I guess it is a chipmunk.
Does she look like an Alvin?
Unrelated, I asked R if he could smell gas? I meant like cooking and heating LPG. Yes, he said. Maybe there is a leak. Once back down in Banff, I had duh moment, when I realised we were atop Sulphur Mountain, which smelt of........sulphur.
I have a recollection of a blog discussion about a critter that looked like this. Is it an insect or spider?
There a restaurant atop the viewing area. Off to the distance, no Marie, further than close by and with lots of steps, was an even higher point for viewing, an old meteorological observation site. It was too hot to make the effort.
Jane and Lance are thataway.
We are kind of thataway.
The Fairmont Banff Springs. Many of these hotels were built by railway companies to attract tourists. The Fairmont company, with hotels overseas too, seems to have bought up all these grand old Canadian hotels.
Perhaps on the Bow River, certainly in Banff. I just can't recall.
Nice dickie seat.
Fairmont Banff Springs from a distance. Apparently new staff and guests get lost in the maze of rooms and corridors. The saying goes, if you haven't been lost in the hotel, you haven't been there.
The four stalagmite like formations left of centre in the photo are called Hoodoos. We kind of realised we were killing time by driving around, the problem being that check in to hotels in Canada is generally 4pm and not 2pm as it is here.
Another Canadian town means more beautiful gardens. We had really been on the move for a couple of days with minimal down time, but we now have a free day in Banff tomorrow, with only a morning tour booked. We are staying at Banff Park Lodge for the two nights, with air con!