Day 30 was another long haul to Banff, a similar distance to the day before. We travelled to Revelstoke where the "old group" and a couple of newbies went kayaking. The lake is actually man made. Every year the Colombia river is flooded in order to power the Hydroelectric station. We met Terry, his wife and daughter who run a family business giving Kayaking lessons to the Moose tours and taking them out onto the lake. It was a great couple of hours. The lake was very calm and the sun shined brightly and everyone had a great time. The lake, being in a valley, had great surround sound. If you sat in a certain point on the lake and shouted you would hear four echos from each of the mountains towering around. It was quite surreal.
Just before we finished a few of us got into the lake, which was cooler than Shuswap but very refreshing and were glad to have a quick rinse before the final row back to shore. This lovely family took photos of the whole group and displayed them on the Moose website for free! If you fancy having a look copy and paste the following link into your web browser:
We were given a very delicious packed lunch and were met by John and the rest of the group and off we went again.
On the way we had a quick pit stop at an ice cream hut opposite Tim Horton's. The lady made her own ice cream and had very unusual flavours such as bubble gum and chocolate peanut butter. They were all super delicious! This equals 24 happy campers!
We left BC and entered Alberta and drove through the Canadian Glacier National Park, which was fab. We quickly stopped at one of the visitor centres to admire two very cool glaciers and some resident squirrels that were very tame and cute.
We alsp stopped at the legendary Emerald Lake, which certainly lived up to it's name. This is a very beautiful Glacier Lake and it was freezing! No one ventured in here and opted to take more comical photographs of people "kicking" the mountains instead.
On we went and stopped at the Natural Bridge, and natural it was. The Kicking Horse River rushes underneath a huge piece of stone which forms a natural bridge. At one time the river used to flow over the stone but evenually it carved a way through it to form this amazing piece of nature. We had several group photos at this spot. Poor John must have had to hold about 15 cameras, and every photo had a unique pose.
We eventually got to Banff and had dinner and made our way into the bar. It was open mic night so one of the hostel workers and his mates had learned a couple of songs to start the ball rolling but actually ended up performing all night. I made a request for Kings of Leon (and foo's!) but the lads didn't know it. They vowed to google the music and play it later, and they did too and got the best reaction from the crowd.
At this point Simon, the lovely German, decided to get reaquainted with his native liqor and bought the men some jagermeister. The girls at this point stopped drinking and most of us went to bed. good job too, Dan, Joe and Phillip were a little worse for wear the next day and Simon slept through his alarm and kept the bus waiting! It was a good night though, and the first of many!