On Friday we awoke to cloudy skies and a drizzle of rain. I took the opportunity to go for a bike ride and buy some fenders at the local bike shop in town. Our plan was to go with Bill and Jennifer and her brother Tracy into Banff for lunch and a gallery crawl.
It seemed to me that Canmore was a lot like Squamish BC
except that the Rockies were up close and very personal.
There were plenty of bicycles and the town had that fitness vibe.
This may have been due in part to the RBC GranFondo Banff bicycle race that weekend.
As an aside, the race was unfortunately shortened when five grizzly bears were found feeding alongside the race route alongside Highway One.
(More on grizzly bears in an upcoming post.)
After purchasing and installing the fenders on my bike I had a drier ride back to Solara and met up with Vera and the others for the trip into Banff.
This was my first time back to the mountain resort town in more than 15 or 20 years and it has changed an awful lot; it was more commercialized and very crowded.
However, some of the standard images were still available.
We found this great Irish pub and I took the required tourist shot of our group and the interior.
We then walked around town and visited the Whyte Gallery for some historical perspective.
We left Banff to return to Canmore and get ready for what was to be a very entertaining evening.
