Thursday, March 13, 2008

DO DO THAT VOODOO THAT HOODOO SO WELL...

According to Native American mythology these sandstone pillars were malevolent monsters turned to stone. Holly Kennedy says they are called Hoodoos. She is most likely lying.
I on the other hand considered them another opportunity to jump up and down in the front seat and beg Holly to stop the truck.

Then there were the Three Sisters we saw in Canmore. I had to pull the key out of the ignition here.

Which was another opportunity to insist that Holly pull over to the side of the road. She didn't slap me hard.
And then?
We had a book club discussion in Silver Tip.
It took a bit to get the crowd to settle down. They were really into rough housing.

During the reading they were quiet.Holly really knows how to get a group paying attention.

When we finished they didn't have any questions and left without buying any books...
what a rip off.
Holly apologized for driving off and forgetting me. I was lucky it was only three miles to the closest Starbucks...
How far would YOU walk for a skinny venti latte?

17 comments:

mlh said...

Why those lousy freeloaders! You should have made them pay a fee for just hanging around.

I haven't been in a Starbucks for years, so I wouldn't go far. I'm quirky enough without the caffeine. Could you imagine what would happen if I ever got my hands on the stuff? World domination would come to mind.

Lovely pictures. Keep them coming.

ORION said...

I'm getting ready to take a last walk to the river next to Holly's house and then it's on to the airport. My camera is ready for the ultimate primo bear photo...

Autism Speaks said...

Greetings Patricia from Engalohaland!

Hoorah - 'Authors for Autism Research' blog site is now up an running.

Again, I can't thank you enough for for taking part in this eBay auction to raise funds for Autism Speaks.

Take care, Philippa

Cortni said...

Seems kinda rude not to buy a book!

I wanted to say thanks for leaving me a comment on my blog...I freaked out! A real author commented me!

Katie Alender said...

Remind me to put up a partition in the car if you ever visit Los Angeles!

ChristineEldin said...

The Rockies anywhere are Beau-ti-ful!!!

Glad you're having a great time!
:-)

Mary said...

It looks so gorgeous! Instead of traipsing off to Starbucks, I'd drink from a mountain stream.

Chumplet said...

My dad showed me the hoodoos in the Okanagan! What a word! It took me a while to remember it. We'd drive by and I'd say, "What are those things again?"

Janet said...

I can vouch for Holly. Those are indeed hoodoos. Sometimes you can find free-standing ones.

Man, you're making me miss the west...

Manic Mom said...

Haven't been by in a while!!! Am a bit jealous of your travels, but not of that crazy customs lady! Whoa, she sounds SCARY!!!

Hope you're having a fun time!!! Sounds like you are! Although it's cold!!!!!!!!!!

Kimber An said...

You should have brought an elk bugle or a chainsaw. My brother got an elk 'talking' to him when he was using his chainsaw, building his house.

Kim Stagliano said...

Jeez, what cheapsteaks - it's not like they didn't have a couple of bucks....

Val Cox said...

oh that's so funny! Great photos! Val

Sustenance Scout said...

Terrific photos, Pat! Anytime you'd like to see the Rockies from a Denver point of view, just let your local fan club know. We'd love to show you around! K.

Jennifer said...

What lovely pictures! I'd love to visit that part of the country.
I'm not into Stabucks or lattes, so I wouldn't worry about hiking for one. Chocolate, however...

Sam

ORION said...

I am back home!!! And warm!!!!
I will never make fun of winter again.
Promise.
I had a wonderful time and met terrific readers and booksellers and animal tracks!
Back to work.

BClark said...

Beautiful country, lucky you. We have not gotten very high in the 40's yet. I would love a 49, of course in a couple of months I will be moaning that it is too hot. Now, if the snow would only stop I might moan a little softer.
Enjoy all your travels and I know you will be so happy once you reach home.
Barbara