I stared out the window of our plane with awe as we soared above the Earth. The vast landscape of trees and small hills stretched to the horizon. To the north, a line was visible. the trees became thinner, smaller and not so dense. Then there were no trees at all. Just snow and ice. Continue reading
I sat with my head buried in the toilet, throwing up my lunch and dinner. Something had invaded my body and really smacked me around. The night was spent wrenching while Teeny called Australia for advice from my parents. We needed to catch a flight north from Calgary to Yellowknife in five hours. Continue reading
Our days in Fernie with the family were only a few so we tried to make the most of them. Andrew and Louise arrived early in the morning and were due to depart only a few days later, so we decided to explore the woods via snowshoes. Continue reading
After we said our goodbyes to our relatives in Sechelt we left early on our journey to the Rockies. We boarded another BC ferry to Vancouver, where we would then taxi to the airport. The obligatory wait and even an uncomfortable nap on some benches got us through to our boarding time for our flight to Cranbrook on a Bombadier Dash-8 propeller plane. Continue reading
Today we left Missoula and headed back towards Whitefish for our Thanksgiving feast. On our way we took the mountain road and headed towards Glacier National Park.