Rocky Mountain High! Had a good breakfast at a small cafe in Clinton. I ordered the 'hotcake' as I had no idea what it was. It was priced at just over 3 dollars for a half and just over 4 dollars for a full one. So I decided to 'go for it' (with bacon). Mistake! It was actually a large scotch pancake. Well, to be precise, it was two scotch pancakes. Each one the size of a dinner plate (actually slightly larger) so I'm afraid, although I did my very best and added copious amounts of maple syrup to ease the passage of the pancake, I had to leave about half on the plate. 

The Motel owner waved goodbye and bowed to us was we drove out of the motel carpark (which we thought was a nice touch) and we pushed on towards Pemberton not quite knowing what to expect.

It was'nt long before the landscape started to change as Pemberton is in the middle of the Rockies. And what a change! Switch-back roads, canyons, mountain passes, roadworks - we had the lot. This is a very lovely part of the world. I can only hint at the beauty of the Marble Canyon where you see in the lakes the kind of colours we have only previously experienced in Sardinia:

We were just hoping that our final accommodation in British Columbia would be OK as we had booked ourselves in for our last four nights before returning to Blighty. We were not dissapointed! Unbeknown to us, we had been up-graded and our room is like a small flat complete with kitchen sink, hob, microwave, fridge, pots & pans, crockery and cutlery. In fact, everything we could possibly need for self-catering. But we were also lucky enough to have an extensive south facing balcony/patio area which is bathed in the afternoon sunshine, where we can chill with a glass of wine and contemplate the wonders of life while looking up at the snow-capped mountains around us. Ahhh......