Crammin' it all in

Hi All,
with work looming on the horizon, we felt a need to get back out into the hills this week, to justify to ourselves that we are still on holiday (if only for just 3 more days), so we packed up the tent and the bikes and tootled off to Tunnel Mt in Banff. A couple of nights out in the fresh air was just the ticket. I managed to struggle out of bed early doors to get a couple of rides in, before heading out with Brina later in the day.

The little Canuck was having a blast on her mountain bike, but is aware of the delights of road bikes - and is thus now eager for a new steed.

We zipped around Lake Minnewanka on the Wednesday which was good fun - and fortunately very quiet. Thankfully it had warmed up a bit by midday, as the early morning ride was bitterly cold and gave me nightmares about winter riding conditions coming back early.





Brina was a little chilly camping in the tent, and despite her super thick matress (for which we now have a pump thank goodness - as I no longer have to go dizzy for ten minutes blowing it up) she still had the need to overdress for the cold night air .




It was fun to mosie around Banff for a couple of days too - we bumped into the chap who gave me the ticket to go and meet Lance, and he is currently searching for a tutor to go to Chile with his son for 4 weeks on a ski camp (I almost bit his hand off there and then, but was halted from telling him that I'd readily quit work for such a stint in the southern hemisphere).
It was also very fortunate that I brought the pizza maker along with us on the camping trip (see piccie below).
Unfortunately, I was put in command of cooking the pizza's on the camping bbq - and I did a super job of burning the shit out of them so they looked like charred wagon wheels - alas, it was chips and salsa for supper...
Seeing as though it's Saturday today, and we aint back at work until Tuesday, we're actually off to sneak another nights camping in tonight (and lo and behold it's our anniversary tomorrow - bloomin' eck, how swiftly the time passes in Canada). This morning will see me kicking and screaming my way through DIY stores to pick up odds and sods for the basement guys who we'll probably have back sometime next week to finish off the basement proper to put all the nice finishing touches to it which if left to me would; A: never ever in a thousand years get done, and B: look like they were installed by a one armed, blind Slovenian, even if I did get around to doing it.
Hope you're all well,
Hoping that Tuesday never comes,
S&S.