My previous post on Lake Louse was just a quick photo, so I thought I should probably talk about it at more length. Lake Louse (the lake, as opposed to the nearby town) is a glacier-fed lake in Banff which sits around 5,000 feet above sea level. For me, that’s right at home. We stopped off to see it on our way to our hotel. Good thing, too, because the weather was great then, and miserable the next day.
Theodor: Yes, I know Jack doesn’t want you in the house; but don’t worry. I have a plan. He’ll never know you’re here. Previously in Jack and Jill: Fledgling CEO The theme for this week’s Jack and Jill is “pillow” as suggested by Heather Want to see what I can do with a word or phrase? Make a suggestion.
“Nature! I love it.” Alicia ran into the grass in the side yard with her arms spread wide and a huge grin. She did a pirouette. “You can have it,” her friend Sally grumbled. She was tired of hearing her city-girl friend go on about every little thing. “You’re just spoiled because you can be out in the Great Outdoors every day.” “I wouldn’t step there if I were you. Or at least go back and put your shoes on.” […]
1. There’s a tour that will let you walk on the Athabasca Glacier in the Columbia Icefield, which is about an hour and a half’s drive North of Banff.
“I don’t even know how I feel,” Gene growled. “But it isn’t good.” “So now you think there’s something wrong with me, right? I’m dirty, or pathetic, or something.” Tracy glared. She sat in one of the upright lawn chairs with her arms crossed. Gene stood over her, looking young and mature by turns. Drew lay in the lounger. He sat up and set his feet in the grass with every intention of slipping out of the backyard with as […]
My mother, daughter, and I went for a little road trip through Canada. We went straight North to Banff, then headed West to Whistler, then a little more West to Vancouver Island. I didn’t check the odometer, but I’m guessing we covered about 3,000 miles in two weeks.
Jill: Theodor, did you say something to Jack about his job hunt? He’s been behaving strangely lately. Theodor: We did discuss his predicament. I suggested he go into business for himself, perhaps in something in the way of transportation. Jill: You didn’t tell him he could fly, did you?
It would be there, right where he left it. Everything else in the world may have turned upside down since the virus escaped from the lab, but his truck would be safe. He’d left it where the zombie’s had never appeared. No matter how much his lab partners teased, he’d always kept the gas tank full, a week’s rations in the back, and copies of the keys to every place he might want to go. Down to his last ounce […]
I just got back from a road trip through Canada. Here are some of the off-hand comments made while there: 1. Watch out for the bicycle. No, not that one. Or that one. Oh, never mind. 2. What’s the difference between a road sign with a horse and a road sign with a horse being ridden? 3. Slow Down! It’s supposed to be 80 KILOMETERS per hour, not miles. 4. But everyone around us is going faster! 5. Merge left! […]
“What would you do if you found out your girlfriend had been raped?” Gene asked the question out of the blue. “I’d hunt the bast*rd down and kill him.” Drew didn’t consider his answer. It sprang to his lips without volition. Then he realized he probably shouldn’t have said something like that. “Yeah.” Gene actually smiled and nodded. “I’d like to.” He lifted his head from the plastic, chase-style, lawn chair to look where Gene sat on the other side […]
I’m wandering around in the Canadian Rockies right now. I have no idea when or where I will run into a hotspot, let alone when I will be able to carve the time out to post. So, I’m not going to commit to anything from now until August 23rd. So – no Tuesday Teasers, no Suzie’s House, no Thursday Thirteen, no Friday Fictioneers, and no Jack and Jill until then. BUT, I will be posting random posts about my trip. […]
Seems each year I go on an adventure somewhere in the world. This Summer, that adventure was in Canada. My mother, daughter, and I went straight North to the Banff area in Alberta. From there we went West to Whistler, then on to Vancouver Island in British Columbia, then dropped into Washington and shot straight home. The mountains and glaciers around Banff are impressive. We stopped off at Lake Louise twice. the first time was only intended to be a […]
“Tracy was raped in Las Vegas,” Lisa said is if that was the kind of thing she had a right to say. “I was not!” Tracy looked from Lisa to Gene, willing him to ignore Lisa. “How can you say that? It was vicious. You had finger shaped bruises on your neck.”