This morning we left our hotel enthralled by the clouds rolling across the landscape, literally. They were lower than the mountain peaks. Paul did the devotional and talked about how
our salvation is performance based. Not
OUR performance, but that of Jesus and what He did on the cross.



Mt. Snowdome, one of the closer mountains bordering the
glacier, is the site of the world’s only triple Continental Divide. From that point, depending on which water
source you’re discussing, the water will run into one of three different
oceans: the Atlantic, the Pacific, or the Arctic.
We also learned more about rock flour. It is as fine as talcum powder and remains
suspended in the lakes and streams that are fed from melting glaciers, turning
the water an aqua blue color. We were
allowed to drink the melt water on the glacier if we wished. Several of the group did. We are waiting to see if they survive.
We saw our first bears today! Well, our first bears in the wild
anyway. A mama and two cubs. Several of us even managed to get a good photo
or two. I videoed and even though the
quality is jerky and poor, I was thrilled anyway. Three miles down the road someone yelled,
There’s another one!” Well, I totally
missed it but I’m told it was a big one.
Back at the main lodge we ate lunch and turned back toward
Banff for an afternoon of shopping.
According to a tourist we met today, Banff stands for Buy Anything,
Nothing For Free. There are countless
charming little shops full of everything from candy to clothes to jewelry. Since I’m not much of a shopper I bought an
extremely expensive Mocha Frappe and sat outside the coffee shop to read,
hoping the double shots of espresso would do their job. Paul combed the candy stores looking for his
favorite candy bars, only available in Canada, the country of his birth. He also loaded up on boxes of maple leaf
cookies, a favorite of ours.
We arrived at our hotel early and everyone was on their own
for supper. We ended up at a restaurant
that proclaimed itself a pizza place but was actually much more. The menu boasted one hundred items and they
weren’t kidding. About ten others from
the bus walked in right after we did so we had company.
Walking back to our hotel, the weather
perfect, the mountains rising on every side, our stomachs full, stimulating
conversation with friends, watching Dave chase gophers down their holes along
our route, well, life is good.
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