Haircuts were long overdue, but something about today clicked and we finally took care of it. Joani cut mine first. Then I cut hers - a lot shorter than usual. She said short equaled cute and was pretty satisfied with the results. I totally agreed!
Starting a new tradition. Canada Day haircuts!
Since it was Canada Day, we decided to avoid the crowds at the more popular places and find something a little more low key. It also gave us the chance to check on an alternate exit strategy that would let me avoid driving the motorhome through town again on our way out. Tunnel Mountain Road had some pretty sharp curves, but was smooth and wide - the perfect alternative to backtracking through town. Close to the campground was a turnout with a sign indicating we would see "hoodoos".
While they might have technically been hoodoos they were nothing compared to Bryce National Park. Of course, the view overlooking the Bow river valley was fantastic and made the stop worthwhile.
The Scottish Baronial style Banff Springs Hotel could be seen in the far distance. (It is said to be haunted.)
What a great way to celebrate Canada Day.
Marble Canyon promised a unique deep slot canyon cut into, you guessed it, marble. I was expecting the marble to look like the polished stone you see in buildings. Instead it just looked pretty much any other rock. As we had seen elsewhere, streams are fed from glacial melt, the sunlit water color was beautiful.
The Marble Canyon Trail had few hikers.
David found a ground squirrel that seemed to enjoy posing for the camera.
Come on, this little guy is so cute!!
As if to say "Don't go, I have other poses!"
The trail crossed the canyon many times, but alas, never ventured down into the canyon.
A natural arch left by the ravaging waters.
We learned that what cuts the canyon is the flow over the falls. At the bottom of the falls the water swirls like a buzz-saw cutting back into the rock. Eventually, it cuts under far enough to weaken the stream bed above which collapses creating a new falls or a bridge and the process starts again a little further upstream.
End of the trail and out of the canyon....for now.
Marble Canyon was 6 miles inside British Columbia on Hwy. 93. Good to be back in Alberta.
The Bighorn Sheep are still molting. Every day is a bad hair day this time of year!
Hanging out under the highway overpass seems undignified for such a noble creature.
It's Canada Day, eh!
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