Saturday 10 Oct.09 (This episode I actually wrote up at the time!)
There wasn’t a bus to Lake Louise till 3.00p.m. today, so I booked a ticket and then spent the morning looking around Banff. I wanted to see the rock formations called the Hoodoos, but couldn’t get there by the local bus service. It would have been a long walk to get to them so I gave that idea up.
railway lines - up the road to the village of Lake Louise, mountain views on route, and widening of the road going on in parts along the way. I was dropped at the Lake Louise Inn where a foreign – even to Canada – girl tried to do the check-in! What a muddle! Then I found there was no elevator to Floor two of the quite modern accommodation wings. No elevator either to the only restaurant they had open tonight, on the second floor – well, first floor to us in UK . I finally got a room on the ground floor, but there was a nasty step and threshold to manoeuvre my suitcase-on-wheels over. It’s getting heavier every minute I think!
I found that the village is actually about 6 miles from the actual lake Louise, and there are no buses. The only option if you haven’t a car is to get a taxi, so I did! They must do really good business! It took me to the Fairmont Hotel, another chateau-like hotel a bit like the one at Banff and the Empress at Victoria. I took a look around the ground floor later! A bit grand!
Anyway my first impression of the lake was a bit disappointing! I had expected it to be larger, with a glacier at the far end. The glacier wasn’t that obvious and the lake quite small. I’d been led to believe the view was perfectly stunning, and the water a beautiful aqua green because of the sediment from the glacier. Well, the view was nice, but the water wasn’t that green, probably because the sun was in the wrong direction.
I did take a lot of photos, trying to be “artistic”, and some were not so bad! It was about about a mile and a half to the point where the path began to go uphill, and I decided then that it was time to turn back.
There was an art gallery amongst the shops that sold rather exclusive stuff, and it had some beautiful paintings and sculptures. I quite fell for one painting, an impressionist view of the far end of the lake, in winter when the lake was frozen and the mountains covered with snow, but at something like $800 it had to stay where it was. I must look up the artist on the net………. no, couldn’t find him or her! Shame! He/She has a beautiful style, and with the name Cameron, must have Scottish roots!
I managed the climb up the stairs back at the Inn/Motel with difficulty – can walk on the flat quite well but stairs are the killer on my hips just now – to the restaurant, basically a pizza/pasta choice! I ate almost all my spag bog with garlic bread, but couldn’t have managed the tiramisu or berry crumble that I quite fancied for afters!
So here I am in my room, writing up the day’s events. I should have disciplined myself into doing that at least, each night even if the photos weren’t edited and ready to insert! That’s why I’ve fallen behind in giving you the news.
So, all for today. Talk again soon.