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| Kananaskis Country |
For most Europeans their western Canadian vacation trips essentially start out from Calgary, before heading west into the Rocky Mountains, visit Banff, then drive up Icefield Parkway, take a gander at Lake Louise, stop in Jasper, and then go west towards Vancouver. We have done it, too, and fell in love with the country.
Tourists will leave Alberta with most memorable impressions of high mountain roads, snow covered peaks, nature, and wildlife encounters if lucky. The travel books weren't exaggerating, it is all beautiful and true.
Above Banff, Peyto Lake and Alberta wildlife
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| Dogsledding in Kananaskis Country |
But Alberta has so much more to offer.
I fondly remember the prairie and the badlands, the endless roads, the fertile grounds and the huge farms, and oh, the clear blue skies. And although we lived right on the outskirts of Calgary, the air always tasted and smelled clean.
I certainly don't miss the cold Alberta winters, however, I sometimes find myself missing two-wheeling these empty roads, taking in the fresh air and admiring the wide open skies.
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| Silver-Winging somewhere near Olds, AB |
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| Out and about on my Ladyhawk |
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| Dinosaur Provincial Park |
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| Cypress Hills Provincial Park |
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| Road to anywhere. |
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| Rolling Hills |
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| Upcoming Storm |
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Postkarten aus Alberta
Doch wenn ich an die Provinz denke, in der ich fünf Jahre gelebt habe, denke ich eher an die Prärie, die Badlands und den ach so blauen Himmel. Und, obwohl wir direkt am Stadtrand von Calgary gelebt haben, schmeckte und roch die Luft immer klar und frisch.
Ich vermisse die kalten Alberta Winter ganz und gar nicht, aber ich ertappe mich dabei, dass ich das Motorradfahren auf den leeren, schier endlos erscheinenden Straßen, diese knackig frische Luft und den weiten Horizont vermisse.
