B and I go into Jasper to buy bread rolls but B ends up with a loaf called Italian Stallion which contains cheese, garlic,tomato and God knows what else. ( Gail later orders 5 of these on the name alone until she realises that it's only bread.
Drive south to speccy Sunwapta Falls on the Athabasca River. Made a futile attempt to buy coffee and hot chocolate at the Falls cafe but sadly the Canadians share with their Americans a total inability to make such drinks.
Head to Athabasca Falls, supposedly the superior of the two but in my view the less impressive. Further north om the 93A we arrive at the confluence of 2 rivers, Athabasca and Whirlpool, the former a glacial blue and the latter a silt laden cream- a quite remarkable union of the two.
I take over the driving for the switchback road up to the north face of Mt Edith Cavell ( English nurse executed in 1916 by the Nazis for helping Allied prisoners-of-war ). Trip turns out to be very worthwhile as the views at the parking lot near the face are stupendous and the 3 glaciers, Angel, Ghost and Edith Cavell represent a fitting tribute to a very gallant lady.
Dinner at O'Sheas in Jasper. B orders a steak sandwich which arrives with enough french fries to keep the local potato farmers in business for a year!
Cheers
The Obese Ferret.
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