“Hello… howdy”
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“I’m driving a coach.”
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“I said I’m DRIVING a COACH.”
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“Yeah, that’s because I’m driving through the mountains.”
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“Yeah, how about I give you a call back in five minutes?”
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“I’ll give you a call back in ten minutes, ok?!”
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Month: December 2007
We parked in a parking lot in the middle of Canmore (well, not the exact middle perhaps, but it was certainly surrounded by houses, and there were lots of people out walking their dogs and that sort of thing) and started walking up Cougar Creek.

Partially frozen, the walking got interesting at times; there was some falling through to lower layers of frozen creek, hardly any cougar attacks, and lots of crossing back and forth across the creek.

A side fork and a couple of hours later and we were at the base of Ghoster Coaster, a WI3 route that is about 150 metres long.

Unfortunately I don’t have a photo of the most interesting pitch, which was 50 metres of scrambling over driftwood that had been frozen into place. This was followed by a short ice pitch, then the top out, which was a fairly memorable bit of mixed ice/rock/dirt climbing.

After the rap down we walked out along the frozen creek by the light of the full moon, and still weren’t eaten by any cougars.

Poutine is a fantastic Canadian culinary invention. Hot chips (or fries) with gravy and cheese curds.
Bluetine is a slightly more alarming concept, but is also rather tasty.

Sweet potato fries, blue cheese sauce, curds and a demi-glace…. mmmm, curdalicious.
my thesis has been passed!
Largely minor (but apparently a few substantial) corrections to be made, but it’s passed!
*collapses with shock*