I drove to the top of Mt. Revelstoke on a switchback road, 30 miles long. Awesome view of the valley. That’s the Kicking Horse River, a powerful one, that continues to cut through the mountains. The drive up yielded many, many autumn colors. Not too many flowers, however. At the very top of the mountain was a watchtower, where you got a 360-degree view of two mountain ranges–Columbia and Monashee–quite different in their formation.
For a very short period of time in spring, (they get 60 feet of snow which doesn’t clear until mid-July), the meadows burst into flowers. Snow starts again very soon thereafter. Revelstoke holds the world record in ski jumping. I got a shot of a strange-looking mushroom. (See album pix.) In a couple of weeks, they hold a mushroom festival here. I should send them this pix.
Most of the small Canadian towns are train stops. I took a pix of train grafitti–real artwork.
There are more tunnels and overpasses on Hwy 1, but some aren’t for the convenience of animals…unless it’s for suicide animals. Some have huge dropoffs. I’m guessing it’s for landslides, rather than animal crossing.
Most of the Columbia mountains are pyramid-shaped. Volcanic activity formed these mountains. They are part of the Pacific Ocean Ring of Fire.
There aren’t too many pull-offs for taking pictures. There are a few posted hiking trails, most with boardwalks to accomodate the handicapped–if you can fit on a 3′ walkway. That’s kinda narrow for a wheelchair. Quite a few of the pull-off hikes were closed due to grisslies in the area. That’s one bear I do NOT want to meet.
Park signage is always in English and French. However, they accomodate the Europeans in some cases by adding German. I met a lot of Germans/Hollanders in the campgrounds.
Next we drove through Glacier National Park (Canada’s). There aren’t many places to pull off and take pictures, so you won’t see many in my facebook album. Too many big trucks on this major highway. There are supposed to be 410 glaciers in the park. Wow. That kinda sums up my entire Alaskan Adventures–glaciers! (Oh yeh, and potholes.)
We spent the night at the municipal campgrounds in Golden, right on the river–and railroad! The Greek restraurant was within walking distance, food pleasantly fabulous. Very nice town, Golden.
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