Tag Archives: on the road

family fun

In the weeks before we headed out on this road trip of ours, Bridget and I pored over the map of North America, looking at all the places we could go. Very few of those places had a date stamp on them. In fact, just three – New Orleans for Mardi Gras; Austin, Texas, for SXSW; and Golden, British Columbia, for my niece’s wedding on August 25. Continue reading

alberta rockies

The Alberta Rockies, along British Columbia’s southeast border, are the heart of Canada’s natural wonderland. Beauty is always in the eye of the beholder, but believe me, this part of the world is a gem, particularly if you like mountain lakes, glaciers, jagged peaks and alpine meadows. It’s one scene after another. Bridget and I have a few days to explore the area before heading east into Alberta’s foothills to visit family in St. Albert and Calgary. Continue reading

beautiful british columbia

Whoever came up with British Columbia’s provincial motto got it absolutely right. Like the license plate says: “Beautiful British Columbia.” Bridget and I are going to tackle the province in two slices, interrupted by a trip in the middle that will take us to western Alberta to visit family and other fun stuff. We’ve carved out a week for our first B.C. slice, which begins in the town of Nelson, in the West Kootenay Rockies. Continue reading

grand teton and yellowstone national parks, wyoming

Up in the northwestern corner of Wyoming is Yellowstone National Park, with its famous Old Faithful, one of the many, many geysers in the park that randomly spout to the delight of the many, many tourists drawn to the place. Less well known, and just to its south, is Grand Teton National Park Continue reading

chicago (via michigan)

Back in the U.S.A.! We crossed through the border in Sarnia on the Canadian side right where the St Clair River empties into Lake Huron. In long ago days when I was a sales rep for a Canadian educational book publisher, my territory spanned all of Ontario, and the picturesque town of Sarnia was always at the end of the line. Today I get to cross the line. We’re in Michigan, heading to the Detroit suburb of Farmington Hills to visit fellow Van fans Liz and Steve Wood for a couple of days. Sit back, relax, put the stereo on and listen to some Van. Poolside. Continue reading