Dinosaurs, Snow and Summerland

7:42 PM - Oct. 3, 2006 - Add to the Wildness

We left home on the 13th of September, and our first day was spent driving. We arrived in Drumheller, Alberta, just before suppertime, and the kids were thrilled to see the sign announcing the city's name. You see, it had a big T-rex on it. Everyone jumped out of the truck to have their picture taken. Then they all went running back, hoping to find out what we'd see next.

We spent the next day touring the Royal Tyrrell Museum, looking at many skeletons with many "Hi, I'm 65 Million Years Old" labels on them. We ignored the labels, since that is a matter of presuppositional bias.

We also discovered Drumheller's "millenium project" -- one of those phenomena that received special funding in honour of Canada's surviving Y2K unsurprisingly unscathed. Our little hometown only aspired to convert an old house into a local museum. But not the folks at Drumheller. No, sir, they built an 80-foot Tyrannosaurus with its foot planted precariously close to the Visitors Centre. It glares menacingly across the town, a full head above the shops that line the main street in from the north. Even better, for a measly $3 a person, you can climb up its hollow innards and glare out at the world along with it. And so we did. We were being tourists, after all.

Not too surprisingly, shortly after our arrival, the dinosaur contracted a bad case of toe jam. That's just the special influence we have on our environment.

Unfortunately, Brat Boy lived up to his nickname and threw a Royal Hissy on the floor of Royal Tyrrell, and so he and a rather sickly I spent the afternoon napping in the trailer while the other adventurers went back to the museum with Breakneck for more education.

Our plan was to continue on over the mountains with a side tour to Jasper to see the ice fields, followed by a stop in the Okanagan orchards at Peachland and Summerland. But that ended up getting revised, as I shall eventually get around to telling you.

Next: Snow cancels glacier tour, forces Lazy Creek truck off Trans-Canada Highway in mountains....

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Eighty feet! That is quite impressive. We have Big Ole, a huge viking that sits at the end of Broadway (our Main Street) next to the museum dedicated to trying to prove the Vikings discovered America, Kensington, MN actually ~ long before Columbus. Big Ole; however, is only 28 feet. Still an eyesore, but... well you got to do something to put your little town on the map!

AcceptanceWithJoy - 8:45 PM - Oct. 3, 2006

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