When we lived in Kalgoorlie I would have given my right arm for a lake to swim in. A body of water to jump into, relax near and cool off in. Canadians are so spoilt with their lakes.
After Vancouver we drove to Kamloops, our first stop on the drive across the Rockies to Calgary. When we got there we were hit by an epic hail storm (you can see a video on my facebook). So intense that the roads flooded and the fields turned white. We couldn’t camp that night, so we got a motel. Punishment for leaving Vancouver no doubt.
The next day the skies had cleared and it was Canada Day, so we pitched our tent near Paul Lake and went to the shore to soak up some sun.
There is pretty much nothing more relaxing than floating and splashing about on a lake. Except for when a bit of seaweed brushes against your leg.
We saw a bald eagle!
We drove on to Revelstoke, officially in the Rockies! And were welcomed, somewhat ominously, by this guy:
Revelstoke is an adorable little town framed by snow capped mountains.
We drove up to Revelstoke National Park.
That afternoon we again pitched our tent, which was in stumbling distance of a river in which to frolic.
This swim was even better thanks to the snowy mountain view.
The next day we drove to the Canadian Glacier National Park (not the American one, confusing) to do the Great Glacier Trail. In terms of scenery, it was the most varied of the hikes we’ve done. We walked past waterfalls, raging rivers, snow capped peaks, glaciers and plenty of pine trees.
I demand a pretty fruitful payoff when I hike, in the form of excellent views and I wasn’t disappointed.
It was 360 degrees of magic.
We were pretty blown away by the views, but we had no idea what was to come!