We had planned to go south after the Icefields but decided instead to go north for a couple of days. This proved to be a stroke of luck – southeren Alberta experienced an unusually early snowstorm in the days where we were heading north. The snow was still there as we drove south again through the vast plains of Alberta, but not in any way detrimental to our journey.
Alberta is a rich province. Rich in oil and gas, rich in farmlands and rich in natural beauty. The Rocky Mountains and its valleys to the west create a beautiful tourist and outdoor recreational environment as well as water supplies from the mountains. Driving down and further east we experienced what for us is something that we will drive a long way to see – the vast plains, the straight and long roads, an almost overpowering sense of the rounding of the earth making you feel that both the sky and the road in front of you are unending. The horizons of Alberta seem infinite.
I will take you through some of the landscapes driving through from Dawson Creek in the north and to Lethbridge in the south. But first a last look at the top end of the Rockies in British Columbia on our way to Prince George.
And would you believe it, we saw our first bear on this stretch. There it was, laying comfortably in a tree trying to sleep. It only lifted its head slightly as the tourists drove by with their camera –
The last part of the Rockies – or so we thought, we saw them later again in southeren Alberta –
Waterfall through the trees…
… …. …..bluejays against the sun….
…. before driving out into the open – the beginning of the plains where the sky slowly took over from the mountains as the predominant feature –
Oil pump jacks started popping up….
…as did the old grain elevators..
…and the newer ones –
We spotted a hawk – and also a wolf, but no picture of that. The wolf was standing on the road as we turned a corner, a young and strong one, but before we could stop the car and get the camera out, it was gone –
Canada geese resting on their way south –
The vast fields and their harvest…
…and domestic animals, all constantly eating – cows…
…sheep and goats…
…and even bison –
Then came the snow – some places the harvest was not even in yet, but these fields were lucky
Covered hills….
…and weather worn shacks…
….and in the middle of nowhere – once a welcome wash!
The wayfarers
Det er til stadighed fantastisk læsning, og ikke mindst se-ning. – Alle de forskellige indtryk min hjerne bliver præsenteret for virker forførende, og er tæt ved at kræve en time på briksen for at få ro til at sortere i alle signalerne. Når man som jeg er født og opvokset på det flade Amager, hvor bare det at træde op på en kantsten gør at man kan overskue hele øen, og hvor Kongelunden er det nærmeste man kan komme et vildreservat, er det fantastisk at se hvor kollossal meget natur der er blevet plads til i de tusindvis af kilometer der rummer Canada. Det er svært at fremhæve det ene frem for det andet. Alt har sit særpræg og helt egen historie, og det er til stadighed en fornøjelse at blive delagtiggjort i alle Jeres oplevelser.