To Travel is To Live

When I first booked Lake Louise for my AGM, I thought it would be a nice, relaxing weekend of eating and the spa, similar to Banff last fall.  But then I started reading about what to do there and realized there was an abundance of train history right outside the doors of the Chateau.  In fact, the Chateau itself has a rich history involving CPR and Sir John A MacDonald is pictured arriving via the train (his only journey out West) with his wife to visit the beautiful hotel.   So, I did a bit of research and came up with an easy, yet busy, itinerary for checking out train paraphernalia. Saturday was filled with excitement, as I woke Bryan up way too early for his liking on a weekend, but he knew we were going to be doing something more than sitting around, so he did get up only slightly behind schedule.  We ate a lovely breakfast at the Poppy Brasserie, which serves an expensive, decadent brunch ($30 per person - yikes!), and followed this with a hike up to Lake Agnes and the quain

Those of you who know me well know that I am infatuated with trains. A huge draw factor of my Inglewood condo was the train line right behind it. This, I quickly learned, was not everyone's feeling, but I loved sitting and watching the train roll slowly by - when it wasn't screeching, that is.  The Canadian Pacific Railway has contributed to Canada's history in many ways, both good and bad, from exploration of the West to immigration of foreign workers.  We drive by the train tracks every time we visit British Columbia and each time I am drawn the those two parallel lines of steel running straight into the horizon.  My instincts are to hop on the next rail car and find out just where all these tracks have been laid. It's that time of year again for my corporation's Annual General Meeting, and the idea of spending two nights in beautiful Lake Louise was considered.  Both Bryan and I agreed this would be a great getaway for us both.  Last year we drove our motorcy