Our cross-North America drive took us through… well, just about everywhere. We picked up the car in Toronto, then drove east to New York City, then turned around and headed west for a week or so. We clocked up 6,500 km on the car on that drive! We tried to alternate long days (the whole day in the car) with shorter days where we were done by mid-afternoon, so we could get out for a hike or a run every other day. Considering it’s dark by around 4:30pm this time of year, it wasn’t easy… but here are some pix from our stop in Okotoks, Alberta.
Why did we stop in Okotoks rather than Calgary? Because one of my oldest Twitter friends, Judith @writingcave lives there! We are both runners and writers and geology geeks, and we had made friends on Twitter several years before. This was finally our chance to meet!
It was actually quite warm as Dave and I arrived in Okotoks – somewhere around zero, which was a nice change from the -20 to -30C temperatures we had been experiencing in North Dakota and Saskatchewan the previous days. But by the time we were settled at our B&B and had put our running gear on, the sun was on the edge of disappearing, and the air was chilling down quickly. We went for an hour-long mixed jog-walk along the Sheep River – you could still see a lot of the damage from the floods that hit most of southern Alberta earlier this year – and then bailed out from the cold. (Judith puts -35C as her running limit… my tolerance is significantly less!)
The next day, Dave and I headed out to see the Okotoks Erratic – the world’s largest glacial erratic, a house-sized boulder transported hundreds of kilometres across the plains by the glaciers during the last Ice Age. Then I had to drop Dave at the airport – he had to work the next day, so I had to do the last few days of the trip myself.
I stayed at another running pal’s home that night, Isabel in Calgary, and went out for a beautiful jog above the Bow River the next morning… but it was so cold that I could not bring myself to bring my camera. So no pix from that one, sorry!
Running on the snow was fun for a change, especially in the sunshine… but it did make me grateful to live on mellow Vancouver Island! I sure couldn’t do that every day.