West of Calgary, Alberta

Tonight we are in a campground with internet service, so I can share today's adventures.  No pictures, though.

Well, this morning we left Cut Bank, a really small town in northern Montanna, drove west to Browning, then north, The trip north on US 89 was terrible.  About 25 miles of the road was under construction, which consisted of rubblising both lanes and digging up the shoulder.  I drove down the middle of the road, moving over and slowing to a crawl when we met oncoming vehicles.  Fortunately, there were very few of those.  There was no place to turn around, so I had no choice but to keep going.  When we got past the construction, we ended up on a mountain road on the east side of Glacer National Park that was full of 15-20 mph turns, so it was slow going.  The plus was some beautiful scenery.  A picture or two later.  

We crossed the border into Canada and continued north.  Now it really feels like an adventure!  By this time we were back in the plains, green grass and Canadian ranches.  Although it was rainy and cloudy in Montanna, the weather cleared the farther north we went.  By the time we reached Calgary, it was sunny and warm.  We got to Calgary just about rush hour.  Canadian rush hour has just about as much to recommend it as does the US version..not much!  

We went west from Calgary to Cochrane, Alberta, which is on the road to Banff.  We are at a very nice campground.  We are going to spend tonight and tomorrow here getting some rest.  Then we are going to Banff.  I have wanted to see that for decades, hurray!

By the way, two days ago we stopped at a rest area to stretch our legs.  The fellow from a camper two spaces down from us came over to find out if we were going into Canada.  We shared what we knew and chatted for a while.  He was from Rapid City ans was named Jim.  He is on his way to Alaska also, but by a somewhat different route than us.  However before you get there, there is only one route.  We agreed to be on the lookout for each other.  An example of a small world, eh, Brian?  I mentioned you to him, but he only knew of the Presbyterian church in the center of town.