Calgary to Sorrento

This is the day we have been waiting for. After several months of talking about mountains, planning for this trip and worrying about falling off the mountain while camping (mostly that was Matthew) we are finally here. In Calgary, we could see them off in the distance and so we knew which direction we were headed that day.  There had been a big thunderstorm the night before, but this morning the sun was shining and it was a beautiful day to see those big ol’ rockies.

The kids were pretty excited to see the mountains and were craning their necks to look out all the windows. We stopped for a little stretch and view at Johnston Canyon and got this lovely little family road trip shot…

Then we continued on up the highway to Lake Louise to stop for a little picnic lunch and a look at the lake. Being Canada Day, the traffic into Lake Louise was crazy and we inched our way along the road and managed to find a parking space. Down at the lake there were hordes of people along the shore and tons of little red canoes out in the middle. We managed to find a good spot for a family shot…

After Lake Louise it was time to get to Sorrento. I really couldn’t say how long it took because there was some confusion in our car about what time it actually was as we had both played with the car clock at some point and there was no service for our phones, so we couldn’t use the cell tower to tell us.  So in the end, we arrived at Uncle Gaynor’s cabin just in time for supper, which worked out just fine.

Tracy was there with her family and our kids have never met each other. It didn’t take long though and they were all playing together nicely. There is a little playground just down from the cabin and all the kids in the area congregate there and were soon good friends.  Matthew was helping Avery and another little boy build a snail village, complete with snail hot tub for their large collection of snails from the gardens. Later they would do snail races. Avery’s snail, Rainbow Dash, was in the lead, blowing Logan’s snail, Turbo, out of the water.  Unfortunately for him, his other snail, Super Sonic, wasn’t a whole lot faster.

Rachel was having fun with some other little girls on the swings and teeter totters.  That is until she got a little bit too much air on one of her bumps and landed on her diaphragm on the handle.  She didn’t fall hard and I watched the whole thing so I didn’t think she was hurt too bad.  I went to pick her up and she cried on my shoulder for a second, taking an exceptionally long inhale and then as she turned to face me, her eyes were wild and she fell backward like she had passed out.  I called Adam and by the time he got to her, she was finally getting her breath back.  She had knocked the wind out of herself and also scared the crap out of me. Luckily there was an ER nurse in the cabin nearby and she was able to reassure us that she had just been winded and would be fine.

And so, we were officially initiated into the friendly little community at Uncle Gaynor’s cabin on Shuswap Lake.