I know there is another Banff across the Atlantic, inspired and named after our seaside town here in Scotland. So when the opportunity came to visit and ski outside Europe for the first time, I couldn’t say no. So with thermals packed I am Canada-bound. On landing at Calgary, I am convinced I have come to the wrong place. It’s flat as far as the eye can see. There are no hills, let alone mountains. But after a 90-minute bus trip heading west along the Trans-Canadian highway the Rocky Mountains emerge – and they are worth the wait. The mountains rear straight up to the sky from almost sea-level, overwhelmingly huge and majestic. The effect is startling.
- Wildlife Viewing