
The first part of the trip was along the Bow River Parkway:

We rode our bikes up the hill to the Lake Louise resort. The lakes in this area are turquoise because of the "glacial flour" in the meltwater:

Although the roads were fairly level, the mountains towered over us on every side:

This is a yellow columbine:

The most challenging (and exciting) ride was up Highwood Pass in the Kananaskis area:

This is the same shot, edited eight years later in Lightroom -- it really conveys the emptiness of this road, with the mountains looming over our heads in the chilly morning air:

This is the same shot, edited in Lightroom - the early morning light really etched the chaotic layers of rock:
The moose were not impressed with the scenery:

In this shot, I am holding up my bike with my left arm -- I had shattered my elbow in a bike accident the previous October:

That evening, the moon came up over the Rockies:

We took a walk early the next morning:



Our last day was in Calgary. There was a terrific bike path along the river, and we came upon (surprise!) white pelicans:

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