Truly it did. I was on an absolute high every single moment I was there.
With the US in shutdown I revised my plans and decided to head across the border to Banff. I’d just finished the awesome scenic loop in Montana, I was all about getting out among the big wide world. The road to the border was stunning, those enticing mountains in the distance in the scenic loop grew closer as the roads grew windier. Eventually I arrived the sole traveller at the border crossing. The very charming Canadian immigration official asked me a few questions, mostly concerned about whether I had any alcohol on me (surprisingly for me I’ve hardly had any during my trip to North America).
The scenery after the border was disappointing. It was almost as if way back when they were deciding on boundaries someone said ‘Nope, too boring let someone else have it’. Golden plains seemed to go on forever, like the Bob Dylan numbers my iPod had thrown up on the stereo. either side of the perfectly straight road there were frequent signs warning of distracted driving ‘what on earth could you be distracted by?’ I thought to myself. But in the distance after a few hundred kilometres as I approached the Calgary city limits those enticing mountains would show themselves again chinks of bright white suggested snow and clear blue sky restored my spirit.
A night stop in Calgary, a brief trip to Walmart to stock up on gloves, a hat and more socks (curiously they still go missing on the road…) I was back on the road, the mountains still there, still beaming white streaks and the sky still blue, Banff was my calling.
And Oh. My. Buddha. It was just stunning. Driving through the Canadian Rockies you think wow this is awesome then you turn a corner and its better, then you take a side road signed for a lake and you are greeted with the bluest clearest lake. You step outside walk to a view point, the air feels like the cleanest crispest air you’ve ever breathed. It’s cold your body shivers underneath the multiple layers of clothing and you pull up your gloves and put in your hat and head up the trail. Your eyes are astounded by everything you see, you turn around to see a more stunning view behind you. Then you take out your camera and however good the pictures are they never quite capture how white the snow is, how blue the lake is, how grand the Rockies are standing tall and proud before you.
I’ve seen some amazing scenery on my travels but Banff lifted the bar way above anything I’ve seen before. I spent 3 wonderful days in the park, much like Montana a trip down a side road to a lesser known lake, creek or viewpoint left you totally alone among this awesome scenery. There are bears too, but I didn’t see any although several trails were closed to solo hikers (despite my adventurous spirit I didn’t want to take the risk!) I stayed at a wonderful hostel at Lake Louise in the middle of the Park and within an easy drive of the southern reaches of Jasper National Park (as equally enticing and stunning). As a geeky aside probably the Northern most point I’ll reach on my trip.
I had no expectations of Banff, I’d heard good things about it but no hype. It wasn’t on my ‘must see’ list for this leg of my travels. But it was the most stunning thing I’ve seen so far. Standing alone looking at the Rockies as they huddle the bluest lake you’ve ever seen. I’ve never felt so alive, so free and so much in awe of the world’s natural treasures.