Today dawned bright and clear in the mountains, and at dawn the temperature was 46 F. And hour later it was 55 F. In another hour it will be 65 F and so on until topping out in the mid-80s. Such are the extremes in temperate mountains this time of year. Just returning from mountain top down to the valley floor yesterday, and the air was noticeably thicker, heavier. Today will probably be our last day suffering in all this clear, clean air. A friend having seen an image much like yesterday's blog said, "Canada is just one big postcard", of course she's never driven to Edmonton. For some fun and amusement, and a bit more, but less vigorous exercise, TPP is thinking about giving an electric assisted bicycle a try. As regular readers know, TPP likes funky bicycles, but has never had the chance to give one of these new electric jobs a try. How about this for an idea? Pick a micro-brewery as a destination, and re-fill a growler so that you can have a fresh cold one when you get back? A man, a plan, Panama! Just for the heck of it, here's another scenery pic from this post-card part of the world. The local whiskey jacks (gray jays) were hanging about hoping for some handouts. Their sense of entitlement is quite amazing.
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