A drive out to Banff (Banff National Park, Alberta) is about an hour and five minutes from my home town, and is usually a fantastic opportunity for bloggie photos.
My camera twitches in anticipation.
NOTE: The above two pictures were taken
in the summer months.
And now for the December shots.
The roads conditions during last week's drive to Banff were mostly OK, until we passed through the gates for the National Park - and then one definitely had to slow down and take care
- and yes, that line through the middle of the photo is my obligatory cracked windscreen - a essential rite of passage for all worthy Alberta vehicles!
The clouds were so very low. Socked in, as they say here. This picture was taken in Canmore. A smudge of vague blue to the left of that first peak hints of a beautiful sky just bursting to show through.
C'mon baby, you can do it!
Flurries of snow during the day kept floating around, not amounting to much, but sufficient to disguise voluminous mountains and transform them into a bump on the landscape.
The Three Sisters at Canmore became
the One Point Eight Sisters.
Banff Main Street was positively white.
And those clouds stayed low and smothering all day.
And then the Spirit of Christmas showed up.
As the sun set (what sun? No sign of the sun in these pictures), the street transformed into one of those little china