Jimsmith Provincial Park at the lake day use site (Yes, Jimsmith is one word.)

Fairly typical scene along the Icefields Parkway.

The trail to the tip of the Athabaska Glacier.

Mount Edith Cavell. Around 1980 (I need to chase down the exact year), I climbed the skyline (east) ridge to the top with Bart DeWolf.

The north face and summit of Edith Cavell from near the end of the main trail.

The glacier and pond at the base of Edith Cavell.

After visiting Edith Cavell, I drove to Maligne Lake. Along the road, I saw this black bear.

Maligne Lake.

On the way back to Jasper, I stopped and took a walk at Maligne Canyon.

Joan and Jean, the twins at the lunch for their father, Mike Wrobel, who is 93.

Marilyn and Phil Kelly at the lunch. Marilyn is Joan's older sister.

Mike Wrobel, Amber, and Chantelle checking out a photo album at the lunch. Chantelle is Amber's mother and Marilyn's daughter. Thus Amber is Mike's great grand daughter.

Ern returning the canoe to his truck at Astotin Lake in Elk Island National Park after we decided to heed the blue-green algae warning signs and the obvious algae in the water.

A buffalo in Elk Island National Park.

At Miquelon Lake. This is a salt water lake with no outlet. It was very shallow. Our paddles were hitting bottom almost everywhere. There were lots of birds.

Lots of birds on an island at Miquelon Lake.

On Thursday, we drove to Edson with other family members. We had lunch at the A&W, then visited the grave where Joan's brother and mother are burried. This photo, taken at lunch, is of Chantelle holding a photo of the truck she drives at work. This version has a photo of a similar truck, found on the web (Reddit), obviously pasted over her actual image to conform to her employer's desire to not have pictures of their equipment posted.

Marilyn at the grave of brother Brian and Mother Jessie Wrobel.

At Brian and Jessie's grave in Edmonton. Left to right: Mike Wrobel, Chantelle, Phil and Marilyn Kelly, Joan Wrobel, Jean and Ern Pearcy.

Almost the same picture as before, but with me in it, between Joan and Jean, and Chantelle missing because she is behind the camera.

Mike Wrobel.

The house of My sister Jan and her husband Rich Roenisch outside High River, Alberta, along the Highwood River.

A resident deer at Jan's place.

Jan, Joan, and I went to the Little New York Daze parade in Longview, Alberta on July 20, 2024. This is a village of 307 (2016 count) and it looks like its parade upstages any in Socorro.

A hawk with prey in the hay fields on the part of Jan and Rich's ranch above the river valley.

Jan and some beaver activity along the Highwood River at her ranch.

The beavers can take down pretty big trees!

Looking across the Highwood River.

Jan on the bench above the river, but below the flat farmland above.

Jan and Rich's barn.

Rich, Jan, and Joan at the ranch.

In town in Banff. It is massively overrun by tourists, which I suppose included us.

On a walk to the Falls of the Bow.

There are numerous pieces of public art along the trail to the Falls of the Bow.

Part of the Falls of the Bow. Really they are steep rapids. If it weren't for a few strategically placed jagged rocks, it looks like it would not be too hard to run in a kayak or raft and it has been run by kayaks.

A bronze of David Thompson and Charlotte Small-Thompson in Pothole Park in Invermere, B.C. The artist is Rich Roenisch. Apparently there are no known pictures of David Thompson so rumors have been spread that Rich used himself and Jan as the models. Looking at it, it could be true.

Some visually interesting fields along US 95 in northern Idaho.

The Laurelwood Condos, where we usually stay when we visit Snowmass. Lately we've been getting back a couple of times per year.

All that is left of the Coney Glade Chairlift base station. It is being replaced this summer by one that goes low enough to be accessed from the mall.

A deer seen during my after-dinner walk the first night at Snowmass.

Sunset during my walk the first night at Snowmass.

We had a day to hike at Snowmass. We opted to do the Vista and Summit trails. First we descended to the Village, then followed the Vista trail to the Elk Camp facility where we rested, ate, and sheltered from the rain for a while. Then we took the Summit trail to the top of the Elk Camp lift. The Vista trail starts along the east side of the runs served by the gondola. The plant life was lush with lots of flowers.

Much of the trail was in aspen forest.

Occasionally we would see structures that were part of the downhill mountain bike trails. One is seen through the woods here.

There were several streams, which is something we miss in our central New Mexico mountains.

The gondola and Elk Camp lift were operating for tourists and bikers. Bike carriers like this replaced something like 1 in 3 of the chairs.

The climbing wall at Elk Camp.

The patio outside the restaurant at Elk Camp with the Breathtaker Alpine Coaster and biking facilities visible along with the beginner chair lift that was not in operation.

Part of the ropes course at Elk Camp from the access to the Summit Trail.

The view from the top of the Elk Camp lift. The high peaks in the distance are the Maroon Bells which are over 14000' high.

Joan in a very wet gondola on the way down.

Independence Pass on our drive home.