I'm back from my family holiday in Alberta. The land was so starkly different from Ontario, I simply gawked out of my window for much of my trip. Mountains gliding across the distant horizons. Electric yellow-green canola fields commanding the eye. Gorgeous white windmills silently thrumming in the fields, often lined up to catch an invisble corridor of kinetic power for kilometers at a time.Every once in a while, the land sloping sharply downward through a layered cake of every shade of beige and rust toward a riverbed that may or may not have water at the bottom. And may or may not contain fossils sprinkled throughout.
I have a lot I wish to blog about the trip. A very warm thanks to my travelling companions, and to our gracious hosts, my wife's cousins' and aunt & uncle, for all the fun and more travelling than was reasonable to indulge this paleo-nerd in looking for things millions of years old.
Over the next few weeks, likely topics I will blog include:
- The Three Rivers Fossil Museum near Pincher Creek
- Dinosaur Provincial Park
- Dinosaurs at the Royal Tyrrell Museum
- Invertebrates at the Royal Tyrrell Museum
- Sketches from my trip
- A Brief Book Review of The Boy on the Back of the Turtle by Paul Quarrington
(And no, I did not stop at the museum about creationism. With the riches of the past all over Alberta, and the fun of family, I did not ask to sully paradise.)
Back from the Badlands, baby!
