If you think hockey is a stereotype of Canada...

So there is a local park just down the road from us. In the States we have basketball courts, tennis courts, and baseball diamonds...

That is a nearly 3/4 size rink with real boards, metal posted nets, and high fences. Free to use. I have signed up to flood it this year for an ice surface.

Just ten minutes down the road is the city. It is really nice. You don't have to watch over your shoulder as you walk down the street. They aren't really good pictures, but it is something.

Lastly, I did some golfing by myself since I had nothing better to do while I wasn't working. Cheap and easy golf course, just beyond the hockey rink.

-Robert

Park just a few minutes from our house.

Short post.....
One thing great about our area is the we can be in the city of Calgary in about 10 mins, but the pictures shown are about 2 mins from us too. We have access to the Rockies about 45 minutes west as well (those pictures to come later). These are of the Bow River. It is a cool place as there are always people enjoying the river. Some people float it in tubes. Others just sit in the shore or on a sand bar in chairs. The rest have the dogs slimming in the waters. Not to far inside the woods are bike trails. Some are dirt and others are a semi-solid gravel. The water is glacier runoff, so the water isn't that warm. Just a quick look into the one of the parks down the road.

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Dear Pam and Val, here is what I promised you all...

I ended up leaving PA on July 28. Things were going smoothly until Kimball, SD (~18 hours from home when the tire blew. It turns out I overloaded the trailer and bent the axles, which caused the tire to blow. We found this out in the small town of Kimball, when "John" had a look at it. We went around the town being referred to different people and found that we would be waiting week before getting new axles. We decided to unload the car out of the trailer. Then "John" made no promises, but tried to bend the axles back enough to use. The work paid off as it got us all the way to Calgary. He didn't want to charge me, as he did it as a favor. Well that wasn't happening. So I threw him some money, but the thought was nice. So we limped the trailer another 19 hours to Calgary.
In the mean time, we crossed the border. I was under the impression I would be crossing as a visitor...instead they told me to see immigration. Fortunately I had my truck title with me or it, and probably me would have had to stay in the US in No-where, MT. One guy was happy to let me into Canada, while the other didn't seem to want to. The most interesting thing about the even was that I had a 24 ft long by 8.5 ft wide trailer behind my truck and they didn't even look inside of it. That blew my mind.
The townhouse has a view of the Rockies and there is snow on a few of the peaks.