
We made our way out of Banff, past Lake Minnewanka to the Two Jack Lake Campsite. Their, we began to get more familiar with the other folks on the trip, and with the Backroads camping experience itself (e.g., everyone learned how to set up their tent). It was interesting to see our Backroads ride leaders (Michelle, Mark, and Padme) handle the whole group. In particular, as each person introduced themselves, they were required to come up with a descriptive adjective matching the first letter of their name (despite going last, I blew it & couldn't come up with one).
Again blessed with wonderful weather (but cool), the group packed up and headed down the road (effectively the Bow Valley Parkway) to Lake Louise Village. Mike and I stopped to fill up the water bottles at this gas station. I know it says "Beer and Wine", but we ended up just getting water. The fellow tending the store appeared to be British; hence, the sign (which can't be read from this photo):"Gas - Cheaper than Banff - England & Australia, too." I now have a higher resolution image of this shot in which you can read the sign; beware it's over 400 kb.
Throughout this trip, we were continually making decisions about when and where to stop to do more detailed sight-seeing. On this day, our leader, Mark, suggested the trek out to Silverton Falls. A short, but challenging (since we missed a useful switchback) followed. Mike and I agreed that it was a good move. Mike complained throughout the entire trip about my camera tripod; the shot below would not have been possible without one.
As we neared Lake Louise Village, Mike was getting more and more anxious about the day's NFL action. Hence, when I spied this view from the roadside, Mike kept going, the scenery being largely oblivious to him. It turns out that I'm not the first to notice this scene which combines the CPR (railroad), the Bow river, and the mountains. According to the guidebook, this is view is known as "Morant's Curve".
Mike and I arrived in Lake Louise Village at about 2:30 PM, just in time to catch the last two minutes of the San Francisco, New Orleans game at the Outpost bar (Post Hotel). We spent the next three hours or so drinking beer and watching football. Following a short but clumsy ride to the day's campsite, we met up with the rest of the group for dinner. (Mike decided to return to the bar later...)
