So we finally made our way through Saskatchewan and into Alberta. Our first major city to hit was Medicine Hat where I noticed something somewhat odd…. these bastards stole the little ‘knight’ from Burger Baron!!!! SUE THOSE BUGGERS!

Another stop just short of Medicine Hat was out by the big massive wind-mills. Here’s our other travel partner. Originally there were supposed to be four of us, however one had to drop out due to family issues in Vancouver.

And then there was… POZ! With his Slug Pouch! (pack on my hip) This is just me standing at the base of one of the wind-mills. We got to talk to a couple guys doing maintanence on them & they said that each (excluding the blades) were 58 meters tall. With the blades, 71 meters. HOLY CRAP!

Here are the Alberta Wind Power Generators (AWPG?) in all of their 71 meter tall glory.

While en route, we stopped over in Lethbridge for lunch and a check of a museum. Here’s Mark, however I still say that the big foot here looks a LOT like the one in Northern Alberta. Am I wrong? I most certainly don’t think so!

HOLY CRAP HOLY CRAP HOLY CRAP HOLY CRAP! IT’S THE MOUNTAINS!!!!!!!!!!! Sorry… the last time I saw the mountains was too damn long ago (well, not counting seeing them from a frickin’ airplane. Or the mountains in Japan. Or seeing them from the Vancouver airport.)

As the evening of day 1 approached, we had finally wound up at Waterton National Park. Here is a neat little picture of the lake itself, I -THINK- it’s called ‘Waterton Lake’ but I could be completely wrong, and I just don’t care enough to go and do some research for you people. Please correct me if I’m wrong on this one.

As a celebration for arriving safely (and without a speeding ticket) in Waterton, we all decided to hit up one of the nicer restaraunts in the Waterton townsite. We went for a nice leisurly dinner at the Kootenai Brown Dining Room where we had a lakefront view. It was quite nice, except for the damned aphids that were flying around and trying to land on my dinner. Mark had the crab cakes, Keiko had the salmon and I had the whole trout. Man oh man, that was a good meal.



So as day one came to a close, we all hopped into the tent. Me on the outside, Mark in the middle (so he could annoy both of us equally when he started talking in his sleep), and Keiko on the other outside portion of the tent. Thankfully I was given a big quilt to help keep us warm which CERTAINLY helped since the temperature went down to +2 celcius… too cold for my blood. Goodnight Waterton.
