If y’all thought I inundated you with photos from our time at the lake while in Canada, well…
I took a FEW hundreds of pictures while we spent just a little over 24 hours (only, boo hoo) in Jasper. It’s this cute little, touristy town in Jasper National Park in the midst of the Canadian Rockies. We had also planned to drive down to Banff but after all the flooding in that area and Calgary, we decided against it.
After a fairly long drive from the lake house and one detour to see if we even wanted to go into the Miette Hot Springs (which we did not) we finally got to town and our place for the night.
We booked a spot at some darling chalets (well, just one chalet for us) a bit outside of town that backed right up to the Athabasca River. This little place was smaller than my first one-bedroom apartment but they still managed to put in a kitchenette and 3 beds! Plus it was just so cute. Obviously Japser = Cute.
I have a deep love for the mountains because my parents road-tripped us to Colorado a few times when I was a kid. There is one trip in particular when I was nine that will forever have a place in my memory because a lot happened, but that’s a story for another time.
The mountains are similar to going to the ocean for me. They force me to realize how small I really am in the grand scheme of it all and of course a different perspective is always a good thing to me.
Also, I went to see Misty in Canada the first time the week after Sept. 11th happened. (another story!) and she and her husband took me to Jasper and it was so amazing that I swore then that someday I would take Tim back there. And so I did. With our three beautiful children in tow too… 🙂
p.s. If you make it to the end of this post I thank you from the bottom of my mountain-loving heart.
Our last stop in Jasper was the mountain tramway that took us up the mountain. I have to say I was a tad nervous riding up and down in the gondola. And apparently so was G. But the kids got to touch SNOW(!) and we were all able to see some really amazing views while up there.
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