Thank You Notes from Canmore

Thank you Canmore for bragging about how awesome you are by your very name: “Can more amazing things be found in any other town?  Can more cool people live together in any other place?”

Thank you “Amenities Building” for reminding me that my house is not only a shell of what it could be, but that it is also an uncivil and improper dwelling…well, you’re not even a house and you smell like chlorine and leather.

Thank you poutine truck man for your passion about infusing everything healthy with garlic butter, salt, bbq sauce, parmesan, mozza, and cheddar cheese.  Thank you from the bottom of my tongue…

Thank you Frisbee Golf for your exclusive use of certain muscles, which are only ever used when playing you.  My swollen and torn Frisbee Golf muscles thank you for finally being noticed.

Thank you rocks and sticks for simultaneously being the cheapest toys for young boys and making me feel and look like a naked gladiator in trying to disarm them.

Thank you five kids for turning “peaceful hot tub time” into a scene from Moby Dick…getting me in touch with my inner Ahab, thank you.

Thank you guacamole for destroying the culinary phrase “presentation is everything.”  Nothing looks more disgusting and tastes more terrific than you.  Thank you.

Thank you Jovi for asking simple questions while hiking like, “Why did God create bears?”  And thank you education for reassuring answers like, “To eat things…like…berries.”

Thank you double BOB stroller for being a socially acceptable wheelbarrow that can hold two large hand bags, five kids, six beach toys, eight drinks, and a man’s dignity without any signs of strain.

Thank you again double BOB stroller for being another mini-van attack on my masculine pride.

Thank you shoulders for being a comfortable seat from which kids can try their hand at being blind plastic surgeons.

Thank you exercise equipment at children’s parks for turning every curious dad into a creepy man.

Thank you mountains for finally bringing tall people and clouds down to size.

Thank you family for being the good friends we couldn’t pick, and picking us to share this time with your family!

(and thank you Jimmy for the inspiration)

A very accurate picture. 

Evrest "You Can't Catch Me" Koleba and Derek "The Hammer" DeVries

The aforementioned double BOB.

Strolling the boardwalk in Canmore. 

Is it a sad fact that the coolest places to swim in this country are all quarries? 

Perfect weather...for a picture. 

Ev got distracted by something he should growl at and hit.