Sunday, 15 September 2019

Chapter 170: Lake Louise: Photos A








Chapter 169: Jasper: Words


Jasper

We go for a walk in a national park and encounter many pet dogs on leads being taken for a walk. The locals react to every dog they encounter by patting the dog and saying: How cute.

I respond by saying nothing and silently wishing the dogs were banned from national parks. People should be in national parks to get close to the natural environment. Any animal that isn’t indigenous can potentially alter any balance in the local environment.

The guide has been to Australia. After I say I come from Tasmania he proves he has been to Australia by asking to see my scar. So even in Canada our reputation exists.

He then tells us about elks, bears and wolves. A lady from the USA then tells us how wolves kill cattle and ranchers have the arduous task of going out and shooting them.

For the first Europeans the beaver was very important. The early Europeans traded with the first nation people and acquired pelts which were sent back to Europe to make hats. Europeans settled in some areas primarily to get pelts. The beaver and its pelt were a big part of Canada’s history.

Today the Canadians are very proud of their beavers. They love the animal and love beaver pelts. Beaver pelts are still very much prized. Outside a national park no permit is required in order to trap and skin a beaver.

Chapter 168: Jasper Photos






Chapter 167: Athabasca Glacier: Photos









Chapter 166: Calgary/Banff: Words


Calgary/Banff

Calgary we have a welcome dinner and meet everybody.
I get to stand up and introduce myself.
I say: I come for the greatest city in the world. Ahh, um that would be Hobart.

Banff

The Rockies contains mountain scenery which surrounds and over powers us. Every view shows a peak bigger and better.

The staff in the hotel are all incredible young and fit looking. The rumor is most are Aussies. One comes up and takes a photo of us together. She is from Perth so maybe the rumor is true.

People come to the Rockies to be active. In winter it is skiing. In summer walking and cycling. Nobody has the attitude that it should be preserved as wilderness.

Mt Wellington is a pimple compared to these mountains. We went up the gondola. At the top was an interpretive centre, gift shop, café and lookout. It was making money and attracting people to the great outdoors.

Banff is a city of about 10,000 and in peak mid-winter can house 30,000 tourists. We saw the usual frustrating traffic issues common in big cities.

Breakfast. I ask the waitress: Is there sugar in these baked beans?

She is very pleased and proud to tell me that they have put maple syrup in the baked beans. Must be an acquired taste.

A Rueben sandwich for lunch which overflows with meat garnished with more meat. They are proud of their meat. The ranchers have a high status. They say they produce the best beef in the world and are eager to prove it.

Are also proud of their buffalo and moose burgers.

The coffee tastes like stewed mud. It can’t be that difficult to make decent coffee.

I ask a waitress for a drink at one shop.

Waitress: regular or large?
I choose regular. When it arrives it is large/enormous which makes me ponder on the size of a large drink.

A guide assumes we want to see a bear, a bison, an elk or a deer. Instead he shows us a snail. An endemic snail found only in 7 local hot springs. The hot springs are bubbling, steaming and smell of sulphur. Little lives in the pools apart from the snails. Swimming in the pools is now banned in order to protect the snail. 

In the bus the guide talks about bears and gazes wistfully at the dense forest.

The shooting of animals is a bit frightening. Recently the shooing of bears was legal. Now?
An incredibly attractive, young, female park ranger says it cost you $30,000 for the opportunity to shoot a horned sheep.

I am stunned by the type and number of animals shot. I know it was recently legal to shoot bears and other big animals outside national parks.

The attitude of the rangers seems to be: Of course you can’t shoot them in national parks.

Chapter 165: Banff : Photos B







Chapter 164: Banff: Photos A








Chapter 163: Calgary: Photos



Chapter 162: Edmonton: Words


Edmonton is the river city.

Situated on a flat prairie is a city united by a river. The bridges (5/6) crossing the river are a major attraction.

One of the bridges has a functioning tram line. There are trams from Melbourne, Japan and Germany.
We board the Melbourne tram replete with Melbourne ads from 50/60 years ago. Fantastic atmosphere.

The trams are run by volunteers and are very busy going back and forth across the bridge.
We went across the river in a car, train and tram. We also went across on one of the walk ways.
Locals would cross the river many times a day. It would have to cheer them, be good for the sole to see the river and the river valley. Crossing the river is a wonderful thing to do. Provides views up and down the valley.

Edmonton is a city of two halves. Two personalities. A bit bipolar.

The weather in winter changes the city. In winter there are few outdoor activities. Not much cycling, running, walking the dog, playing ball games in the park, boating, fishing or swimming on the river.
In summer the city changes. The river is now ready to be a recreational area but doesn’t remember how to do it. The river remains a sleeping monster. Not a place to celebrate.

Edmonton is also the place where in 1943 my father lived and trained and learnt how to drop bombs on the Germans. He enjoyed his time here in Edmonton and running in the marathon down Jasper Ave I was very much aware of 1943. My father would have walked many times down Jasper Ave.
He enjoyed his time here in Edmonton. He hated what followed. He hated his flights over Germany.
He thought he had no alternative. He thought he was doing what was right and good would follow but he definitely hated his time on active service.

In 1943 the river would have been a highlight of the city. There would not have been many high rise buildings. Now there are many high rise buildings for accommodation and business.
Edmonton is not a destination city. Tourists go there on the way to other places. It is a place to refuel and recharge.  Its major attraction are the bridges across the river. The fringe festival happened to be on when we were there. What we saw was good. Quality acts from around the world with tasty, nutritious, cheap street food.

Edmonton managed to organise and run a major marathon very professionally and sensitively. The volunteers were fantastic. The world triathlon championships are sending another event back to Edmonton because they know Edmonton can do the job properly. Edmonton is capable of getting the right number of people volunteering and running a major event like that.

Edmonton’s ice hockey team has fallen on hard times. Years ago they won major titles and had the best player in the world.

Nowadays their only aim is to beat Calgary.








Chapter 161: Edmonton: Photos B









Chapter 160: Edmonton: Photos A