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Am 05. July 2022 we reach the Longitudinal Center of Canada shortly before Winnipeg – so we have arrived in the middle of the country. Arrived in the city we look for the dealer, where we 2 to get new solar cells. We are a little unsure, because we are not in an industrial area but in the middle of a residential area – if we are right here ?? In fact, a middle-aged man comes toward us, who introduces himself as Kevin. We had made an appointment for the next day, but good to know, that we are right here. We spend the rest of the day in the Walmart parking lot not far away. Today I treat myself to the first Tim Hortens cappuccino, it is said to be the best coffee in Canada. Canadians really love their Tim Hortens, there is actually always a queue in front of the shops. In fact, the coffee is very tasty, there is also a bag of delicious donuts. We still have to go shopping – I hang out at Walmart for a while (there is really everything here, what you need), Hans-Peter spends for it 2 Hours in Canadian Tire – the Canadian obi. A few small repairs are carried out on the Henriette under close observation of the passing spectators. On Wednesday we go to Kevin's very early, in the hope, that today we have the two broken panels (they are both fragmented, no idea, how that could happen) get exchanged. We get the two panels, however, our Canadian does not dare, replace the modules – Henriette is a bit too tall for him !! He sends us to a company, repaired the caravans, not far from him. Arrived there, disillusionment follows: all employees are enthusiastic about our truck – but unfortunately they are fully booked. After a long way- and Her and with a bit of whining we get an appointment for next Tuesday. So there is a brief change of plan, we look at the map, where we can best spend the waiting time. The closest swimming opportunity is at Lake Winnipeg, around 100 km north of the city. We get there around noon – the ground is quite muddy and it's just starting to rain. Henriette gets stuck in the mud, we can only get them back on solid ground with our approach aids – so we won't stay here. Chris, a friendly fellow, offers us help and recommends another parking space. He drives up in his car and shows us a really nice spot. We're standing on Sunset Beach, the boys romp on the huge meadow and we let ourselves be enchanted by the beautiful sunset.

We are in a small cottage settlement and all, really all residents come here curious, question us and admire Henriette. The next day we drive a few kilometers to Grand Beach – here is one of the most beautiful beaches in North America – approximately 3 kilometers of sandy beach, sand dunes, white pelicans …… Perfect. We spend a real vacation day from vacation:

We also spend the next day at the Grand Beach, it's just super relaxed here. Just when we're about to go to bed, However, a car with flashing blue lights comes up – we fear nothing good. The park rangers kindly draw our attention to this, that we can't stay here – we are supposed to go to the campsite next door. All right then, Henriette is woken up briefly, back to the old parking lot. we spend Sunday at the beach again, in the afternoon it will be humid and thundery, so we retreat to the car. We drive a few kilometers south to stay the night.

During my morning walk with the dogs, I discover strange wave movements in the shallow water – what's going on there ?? Curiously, I look for the culprits – I spot a giant snapping turtle on the flooded path in front of me. The animal is really ugly and I don't feel comfortable – I'd rather give it a wide berth. Hundreds of them seem to be swimming in the lake, there are real waves. The weather is not exactly friendly either – It's muggy, thundery and millions of mosquitoes are starving right now. On the spur of the moment, we break up our tents and drive back to civilization. In Winnipeg there is a great place in the park – free of mosquitoes and all alone we stand on a huge meadow -, we look at the fork, enjoy a freshly tapped beer, Quappo and Frodo are slowly recovering from the mosquito plague.

On Mondays we visit Beaudry Park in the west of the city, here all paths are closed because of the high water – only the prairie path is possible. There are also few visitors, so we stay here overnight, make us potatoes and sausages over an open fire.

We set the alarm for the next day and of course we are on time (typically German) shortly before 8.00 Clock in the courtyard of the workshop. At first we are alone – far and wide there is no employee to be seen. 20 Minutes later, a few people trundle in and Henriette is actually allowed into the hall. Removing the broken module turns out to be more difficult than expected, it was mounted bombproof on the roof. 6 Hours later we leave the workshop with a new panel and once again produce electricity for an entire village – it can go on !!

We won't swap the second panel anymore, we bring it back to the dealer. So, now just shop quickly, then the journey can continue to the west. In Portage la Prairie we spend the night with a whole herd of pelicans, who has comfortably settled here.

We were warned several times before the next stretch: now it's just boring prairie !! In fact, we drive through insanely large fields (the granary of Canada), on which grain, Maize and rapeseed is grown. We make a detour to the Riding Mountain National Park – a very nice park, but unfortunately many roads and all hiking trails are closed due to the acute flooding. We feel forgiving 3 small black bears, that we can discover next to the road.

Arrived at Foxwarren (actually in the middle of the prairie), we are standing on a meadow inhabited by small meerkats. Quappo is all set: there's always a little animal coming out of the ground and diving right back under – what is that please ???????????????

Raindrops hammer on the roof all night – as if there wasn't enough water here yet !! On the further route we drive for hours through endless grain- and rapeseed fields, see huge silos, miles of trains, that transport the millions of grains of grain, abandoned villages, lonely farms, modern tractors and houses, that are transported on the road. The area is a bit monotonous – but that's kind of impressive.

To 400 kilometers we arrive in Saskatoon, the most populous city in the state of Saskatchewan, an. To our surprise, the town turns out to be very pretty and lively. A long park area with playgrounds forms along the South Saskatchewan River, picnic tables, jetties and fitness equipment. Many young people run, skating, rowing, paddle and party (there is a big university here) – there's really something going on. In the center there is a small festival with live music, we remain onlookers, because our boys are not allowed in.

The prairie never ends, as always here in Canada, I underestimated the route. In bright sunshine we reach the campground of Dinosaur Provincial Park. For once, here we are, since you are not allowed to stand freely in almost all parks. You can already see them on a short tour of the site “Badlands” – an area completely dissected by gullies or gullies, unsuitable for agricultural use. Our neighbor Lee gives us many good tips for our further tour, he knows the region very well. The annoying mosquitoes are driven away with a campfire, so lets enjoy the evening.

We look forward to the next highlight: Dinosaur Provincial Park has the highest number of dinosaur fossils in the world – about 150 complete dinosaur skeletons have been discovered here. The park was declared a UNESCO World Heritage Site for its impressive landscape and fossil finds, making it one of the first designated World Heritage Sites – Definitely deserved in our opinion !!!

The heat is enormous, so that we definitely need a water point for the evening. Im St. Mary's Reservoir is the perfect place for people and dogs, here we can wash away the dust from the desert area. We also spend the next day here, the washing machine can work for us again, sun and wind dry quickly. Lots of people put their boats in the water here, of course everyone has a little chat with us. A fisherman promises to bring us a fish (if he catches one). However, it's almost 20.30 clock, our stomachs are growling and the fishing boat is still out on the lake. Alright, then just vegetarian cuisine !! In fact, the boat lands half an hour later and we get the freshest fish delivered directly to our house – That's what I call service !!!

Montag, the 18.07. – we're having a cold snap, the thermometer only shows 13 City. We just found out about our Frankfurters via WhatsApp, that in Germany a heat wave is making people sweat. Today our way leads us to the Rocky Mountains, First we visit the Waterton Lake NP on the US border. Here we get an impression of the weather of the last year: the forests are all totally burned – incomprehensible. The campsite in the NP is fully booked, we have to find a place in the woods with Henriette – in the middle of bear territory (Let's see, if we get a visit from Master Petz tonight ???)

In fact, the next morning we were visited by large ones, brown animals, who made a hell of a racket: a herd of cows, who got really excited, that suddenly there is such a big gray block next to your meadow !! We quickly set off, drive into Waterton and hike to Lake Bertha. At the lake we are almost blown away, it feels like the wind is strong 9 !! On the way in the forest it is relaxed, after 2 hours we reach our destination: a beautiful mountain lake. Feet are cooled in cold water, Quappo swims a lap, so we can easily start the way back.

On the way we see an elk lady with her fawn, later a small herd of bison. The campsite is still fully booked, so we continue. We find a parking space in front of the Wallmart in Pincher Creek, even quite pretty in the green.

Now we drive a distance, recommended to us by our nice Canadian neighbor on the Dinopark pitch: die Forestry Trunk Strasse. Here you can go along the entire route (150 km) camp free (up to 14 take) and there are countless super nice cookies. Many Canadians spend their holidays here with all their equipment, but there is room enough for everyone. We settle down next to a small stream, make fire, we bravely wash ourselves in the ice-cold water and Quappo tries again in vain, to hunt the little squirrels.

It's really hard for you, to leave this beautiful place, but actually we want to go to the Rocky Mountains. So we continue north, the mountains are getting bigger and bigger, we meet mountain sheep, Chamois and come to the next recommendation: dem Peter Lougheed Provincial Park. Luckily there is space on the small campground, so let's book here right away 3 take.

The weather is just awesome, so we can refresh ourselves in the cold water after long hikes. It's really incredibly beautiful here – the mountains, the blue sky and the many lakes – this must be paradise.

I happen to be leafing through my travel guide and discover recommendations for the most beautiful hiking routes in western Canada. In place 1 the trail appears: Galatea Cree – that's straight 20 kilometers away from us. understood, so the next goal stands: It's going to be a really nice Sunday outing 24. July. The trail goes up quite steeply in parts, for the hardships we will post 6 kilometers compensated with a turquoise-green mountain lake. Here, too, you can put your feet up and enjoy the view. Whether our boys are getting enough of the many hikes – you don't know exactly ???

Back at the car it's a little further to Canmore, you can stock up on anything here, what you need for the next few days in the national parks. We discover a little bear on a side street – I'm too slow with the photo again. In the evening we drive to Banff NP, the most famous park in Canada. As already feared, is the campsite full, we're going to 60 Kilometers away Oberflow place further sent. All the same, The main thing is a place to sleep. well rested, the sun is shining, the world is right again. In the Bow Valley we find an FCFS (first come, first serve) Platz, here we make ourselves comfortable. In the evening a nice German couple comes by, at gin and tonic, Beer and campfire we spend a very nice evening.

A tip from our neighbors: if you want parking at Lake Louisa, then you have to get up early !! Gut, Alarm clock is set, a 6.00 We crawl out of the cozy cave, throw our clothes on and drive them 15 miles to Lake Louise. We are actually not the first: the parking lot is already a good third full ?? There is only one day parking ticket – so we can take our time and have a coffee first. Hiking shoes are put on, backpack packed, Dogs put on the harness. It is only a few meters to the lake, of course standing here already felt 1000 Japanese, Indians and Chinese, blocking the view of the lake with cell phone sticks. We fight our way through, straight to the trail to the 6 Glaciers. It's getting quieter here, most tourists are satisfied with the obligatory lake photo. Arrived at the summit, we treat ourselves to an apple pie and original English black tea in the tea house (Actually, tea is not drunk anywhere in Canada, seems to have been left over from the English occupiers.

We imagine ourselves, like in a theater setting, the mountains seem to have been made out of papier-mâché.

The alarm clock rings even earlier the next day: we want to, look at Moraine Lake – and had asked the parking attendant, when you have to be there, to get one of the coveted parking spaces – was the sobering answer: 3.30 clock !!! tough as we are, we actually stand around the next morning 3.30 clock on the street – and will be sent away again – Parking lot is full !! Completely exhausted and stunned, we sneak back – such a crap !! At noon we try, to get to the lake with a shuttle – impossible, it's all booked. The shuttle parking lot is crowded with cars, mobile homes and motorcycles, now we understand, what it means, being in banff in high season. We would never have imagined it to be so extreme.

Arrived at the pitch, Hans-Peter begins, To rid Henriette of all the dust a bit. In doing so, he finds out, that our spare wheel suspension is partially broken – this needs to be repaired as soon as possible. So the plan for the next day is set straight away: a workshop, the welders can perform, must be found.

We are lucky in misfortune: in Canmore we find a company, who only does welding work and who is also ready, to help us right away. To 2 hours the seam is closed again, however, to be on the safe side, we want to have the suspension reinforced a little. Unfortunately, we have a long weekend ahead of us (the 1. August is Alberta Day and therefore a public holiday) so we don't get another appointment until Tuesday. We don't think that's so bad, so we still have a few days more time, to explore the national park. As it is over today 30 degrees is warm, let's find a place to swim at Lake Minnewana and cool off our overheated bodies a bit.

In the evening the map is studied and we still find so much, what to explore here. First up is Kootonay National Park. Here we hike to Lake Vista, look at the Marble Canyon and finally end at the Paint Pots.

and finally:

On Saturday we start the next big tour to the Ink Pots. The highlight of the day right on the way to the parking lot: a mama bear is walking along the roadside with hers 2 little ones – so cute !! The hike is nice too, only a lot of hikers crowd here on the narrow path – we always need twice as long, because we are constantly asked, what beautiful dogs they are and whether you can pet them. We're not being rude, the dogs endure it all too (In fact, they shouldn't have any hair on their heads anymore – as often as they are stroked there) and so we are only making slow progress. On the way home we meet the bear dad, walking around a few meters in front of our campsite.

On the way home to the pitch:

On Sundays, a trip to Yoho National Park is on our list.

We make our way to the Spirals Tunnels behind Kicking Horse Pass. These are 2 Spiral tunnel on the transcontinental rail line of the Canadian Pacific Railway. The rails were first laid through the mountains in the simplest possible way, but this way also leads over the pass of 1600 m. Since the route still has a gradient of 4% would have, there were several locomotives, who slip off the rails, there were also many dead and injured on this route. In year 1909 the spiral tunnels were opened- a technical masterpiece for that time. We were lucky, that a train just passed and disappeared into one of the tunnels. A few minutes later the beginning of the train came out again, while the rest of the train was still entering the tunnel – an impressive spectacle. We imagine ourselves, as if we were allowed to admire a huge Märklin layout with big children's eyes.

After this Jim Button experience, we drive just past Field to Emerald Lake. Also a hotspot (judging by the full parking lot), here again hordes of Indians and Pakistanis cavort – sometimes we feel each other, as if we were on the Ganges and not in Canada. Let's think for a moment, to borrow a canoe, the price tag “1 Hour 90 Dollar” lets us rethink quickly. So we walk once m the beautiful lake and enjoy the panorama.

Montag, the 01. August is a holiday: “Alberta-Tag” – and all Albertans must have met at Johnston Canyon !! The canyon may be very beautiful, but it's so crowded on the trails, that you can hardly see the water – incomprehensible. Once at the top, everything relaxes a bit, but it really feels like Disneyland – an unbelievable number of people are out and about here.

Back in the parking lot, we are approached by Heiner and Maritta , 2 Deutsche, the one with her XXXL caravan (actually a coach with a slide-out) on the way. We like each other right away, that is how it is agreed, that the two spend the night next to us on the CP. I can look at the monster from the inside – really very impressive: 48 square meters of living space, 4 TV, bedroom, bathroom, an XXL fridge with ice cube maker – that's really impressive. We spend the evening relaxing with a beer, tell our life stories and learn something about the travels of the two – a very nice evening.

The next morning we have the appointment at the workshop in Canmore, so we have to get up early again (hopefully this won't become permanent !). Hans-Peter and Henriette stay in the workshop to have the spare wheel suspension reinforced. I use the time, to go for a walk with the boys. I acquire the title with today: “unlucky guy of the day” !! We find a really nice walk along a dried-up creek, enjoy the sun and the view. A bench invites you to rest and have a drink. Because my cell phone actually has network and reception, but I can't get into the internet, the part is shut down. I look up and believe, can't believe my eyes: there is actually a bear mama walking with hers 2 little ones in front of me (no 30 meters away) through the creek bed !!! Until my phone boots up again and can take a picture, the small family has of course come a long way. I'll think about it for a moment, to run after, but stick with them 2 Dogs then not for such a good idea. I come back to the workshop quite depressed - Henriette is ready to continue my journey.

We go back on our favorite route, the Bow Valley, toward Lake Louisa. Shortly thereafter we come to the Icefield Parkway- this is said to be one of the most beautiful roads in the world. The landscape is stunning, you don't even know, where to look and be amazed. We make our first stop at Lake Peyto, there is a great viewing platform a few feet away from the crowds, a nice Canadian takes funny pictures of the four of us with the beautiful lake in the background. The lake accompanies us throughout the journey, it is the frontispiece of our street atlases. Now we have actually been able to see him in person.

A little further is the overnight stay at the Saskatchewan River Crossing. Here you can spend the night free of charge next to a gift shop.

At breakfast, Henriette sees a buddy driving by – the Roadfuxx also sees us and so of course we take a break. You know each other from Instagram, so personal is much nicer. experiences, Insider tips and stories are exchanged, then continue to the Icefield. Arriving at the Columbia Icefield Center, we are initially impressed by the mass of coaches, cars and RVs. We look around the information center and are appalled by the offers, that are made here: you can have a four-wheel drive bus drive you directly onto the glacier (for 140 Dollar) and walk around on the ice. The buses actually drive in rows onto the glacier – we can not understand, that this is done. Otherwise, Canadians are very careful about their environment and this is where the dollars seem to be more important – incredible. We spend the night up here in the rain and cold, Fortunately, the sun shines a bit again the next morning and so we set off on foot to the glacier. We can walk to the edge and individual markings point to it, how far the glacier has retreated.

On the further route, unfortunately, some clouds push into the sky, but still the scenery is spectacular. We make a stop at Sunwapta and Athabasca Falls, are impressed by the water masses and the violence of the floods.

Shortly before Jasper we head for the campsite, unfortunately everything is fully booked, the next CP has only “Overflow” places – d.h. parking for 34 dollars/night. This feels like a rip off in our opinion, so we drive a few miles behind Jasper to an FCFS place. We are very happy – this is a super nice huge CP with lots of free places. Here we quarter and for the next 5 days a. Our first excursion the next day goes to Lake Patricia and Lake Pyramide. There are a lot of great hiking trails here, which are also perfectly signposted – that's really awesome.

On the way back we stop in the town of Jasper, find a laundromat, where we can wash all the dog blankets. The meantime is used for a delicious ice cream, a tour of the nice, bustling towns and shopping.

Saturday we drive to Maligne Lake, here is a hike to the Opal Hills. Clear, that we must undertake this hike – by the name !! The trail is really steep uphill (supposed to be the steepest hike in the Jasper according to. travel Guide), we are compensated by a great nature, great view and the next day with a nice sore muscles. Unfortunately, the view of Lake Maligne is obscured by clouds, but still super beautiful.

In the evening we get new neighbors: Brigitte and Rene from Switzerland, 2 very dear people. We get along great, the men exchange all the technical details about the vehicles and find no end !!

A recovery program is planned for the next day: we walk very relaxed around Lake Annette and Lake Edith, jump into the refreshing water and can't believe our luck. On the way back we have a look at the Maligne Canyon – for us the most beautiful canyon in Canada so far.

It's just indescribable here, every day there are new highlights and you think, Now there can be nothing more beautiful ??? A quote from the “Lonely Planet Travel Guide” – there is no better way to put it:

“If you would try, to design one of the most spectacular areas in the world, which should send a giant shiver down your spine and be scenically overwhelming, then the chances are extremely good, that it would be very similar to Banff and Jasper National Parks. It's almost, as if the postcard had been invented, after seeing these places.”

And, the next day also brought an unbelievable highlight: we drive to Mount Edith Cavell and after a short hike stand at a turquoise-green glacial lake, on which thick ice floes swim. It's almost surreal, the impressions are overwhelming.

Mount Edith Cavell:

Quappo and I walk through the ice water to a small rock in the lake, this is fantastic. Further down we hike through the Valley of the Five Lakes, hold their breath in amazement, every lake glitters blue, turquoise, green and the sun gives everything from above. At a lonely spot we dare to go into the lake – one is almost afraid, making this crystal clear water dirty !!! Overwhelmed we come back to our place late in the evening, so many impressions have to be processed.

Valley of the fife lakes

after over 2 weeks in the two national parks, we leave this paradise with a heavy heart. Shortly before the exit we turn to the Miette Hot Springs and treat ourselves to a bath in them 38 degrees hot thermal water. We arrive in Hinton in the evening really clean – there should be free wifi at Walmart. As always, the wireless network is very weak, but Hans-Peter has network and so I can copy the website (that's pretty hard, because we have experienced so much)

The next morning we go shopping: there is a Walmart here, Safeway, Dollorama and the Canadian Tire especially for Hans-Peter – all desires can be satisfied. Later we do a little hike on the Beaver Trail in Hinton – unfortunately we don't see the little rodents personally, we can only admire their buildings.

We'll come to the conclusion at our next team meeting, that we have to reconsider our route: the guide said, that a detour to the Nahanni National Park is definitely worthwhile. That's the name of the next long-term goal: Hay River am Great Slave Lake. We continue a little further, find a lonely spot in the middle of nowhere, the dogs can run, we sit at the romantic campfire and admire the full moon in the starry night.

The journey continues through large forest areas, huge arable land, everything is flat, dusty and the sun burns from above. In Grand Prairie we make another supply stop, here will be water, Diesel and supplies stashed away. Grand Prairie feels like a huge city, we haven't had that much traffic since Toronto. We are glad, when we're alone on the highway again. In the middle of the forest there is a free step area from the municipality, here we spend the night.

The next section is really monotonous: Wald, swamp, burnt forest, Wald, swamp, burnt forest, Wald, swamp, burnt forest ………………………….., in between, a smaller or larger lake flashes through from time to time. We're looking forward to it like Bolle, when there is a sign at the side of the road – that's a highlight. At the Peace River just before the village of Peace River there is again a free campground called Strong Creek – very nicely laid out, very clean, even with free firewood – we like that !!

After breakfast, the boys romp around in the river for a bit longer, then the journey continues, again quite unspectacular landscape for kilometers. There is a place for Henriette and us to the left of the highway, with the little traffic you can also spend the night close to the road. Sunday, it is the 14.08., we cross the border into the Northwest Territories, another state in Canada. At the border there is a lonely tourist center, the friendly employee is happy about my visit and provides me with many brochures. He thinks so too, that Hay River is definitely a worthwhile destination _ we are excited.

In the brochures from the visitor center we see, that we are on the waterfall route – that sounds good. A short time later we come to the Twin Falls: The names of the two cases are Alexandra and Louise. We look at Alexandra first and are really impressed: the water falls almost thunderously 70 meters in depth, the water masses are impressive. A 3 A kilometer long walk brings us to Louise, the waterfall is about half as high, but nonetheless very beautiful.

Back at the car we strengthen ourselves with a coffee before we drive through the village of Enterprise (125 resident) come to Hay River. In Hay River I'm actually just impressed, how ugly this town is :). The location on Great Slave Lake is nice though, but otherwise the place looks very dilapidated, chaotic, partly abandoned and dilapidated.

Lt. iOverlander should have a nice parking space on the beach, that we want to look at. Unfortunately, you can't see the beach because of the driftwood, it is muddy and mosquitoy – Hay River is really not my favorite place. So the next place is approached and we are fully compensated: we have found a wonderful spot on a lake – all alone for us and 5 kilometers off the highway. Of course, the first step is to check the water quality and water temperature while swimming – everything is just perfect. Thanks to Hans-Peter, the campfire is burning right away and we are fascinated, how incredibly quiet it is here.

Of course, the next day begins with a swim in our private lake – splendid. We haven't felt so clean for a long time, 2 Bathing days in a row, the madness. We're reluctant to move on, but there are just too many places, which we still want to explore here. Now we're on our way to Fort Simpson, we want to look there, if there is a possibility, Visit Nahanni National Park. However, there are more waterfalls to look at on the way: first we are at the Lady Evelyn Falls, here the Kakisa River tries really hard, to form a pretty even waterfall – it looks like a giant theater curtain. A few kilometers further we discover the Sambaa Deh Falls, half an hour's walk later the Coral Falls. Both cases are quite different from the previous ones, but no less impressive. Because of all the waterfalls, we don't get as far as planned and decide, set up camp on the next gravel pit.

There, and then comes the experience of the week: we sit comfortably with our after-work beer in front of the Henriette – not a soul far and wide. Quappo has already made himself comfortable on the sofa, Frodo is outside with us. Suddenly he jumps up as if stung by a tarantula, barks at full volume – and we just see a brown ball of fur around the corner of the mobile home !!! Adrenaline flows immediately to the last nerve cell, we jump up, looking for phone and photo, to capture the Master Petz. He really let our lion hunter fool him and he is 20 meters decreased. However, he seems to be considering it, whether the barking colleague could be dangerous and turns around again. Frodo faces him an eye for an eye, strained to the last tendon. We prefer it now, to flee into the interior and continue to watch the fat bear from there. He trolls after a while, runs comfortably and silently back into the forest. We are initially flashed by this experience and sleep like logs at night.

The next morning, on the way to Fort Simpson we see the next big brown bear next to the highway – briefly counted, is the bear number 17 !!!

Arrived in Fort Simpson we can find a small airline, which offers a flight to the Nahanni for Friday – so we spend the next 2 Days in this town on the Mackenzie River. This was the first settlement on the huge river, a hub for the fur trade. The river is really big, we feel a bit like in the Amazon. At a “City stroll” let's shop, fill up our water tanks, refuel the most expensive diesel so far (2,42 Dollar/Liter) and refresh ourselves with a swim in the Mackenzie.

In the evening Hans-Peter discovers a pretty parking space hidden in the forest on a huge, beautiful wooden frame – we puzzle, what that's for ??? In the middle of the night, the ringing of my cell phone wakes me up – an advertising call from Berlin ?? First I get upset about it, but a look out of the window makes you forget the anger immediately – I can see the northern lights in the sky ?? Nothing like getting out of the cozy bed, already we experience the nocturnal sky spectacle – it's incredible !! Of course, I owe a debt of gratitude to the caller from Berlin, otherwise we would have slept through the spectacle.

We have a lot of free time on Thursdays, to explore the last corners of Fort Simpson, there is an incredibly huge sandy beach at the end of the village, the boys romp, swim and enjoy their freedom. After the long walk, I cool off a bit in the Mackenzie – the thermometer is showing again today 30 City (who would have guessed that in northern Canada ?). Back at the car, the network is just sufficient, to continue writing the website and I'm amazed again, how much we have been able to experience here in the last few days.

Friday, the 19. August – a very special day awaits me, I'm really happy, am excited too (was tonight 3 x wach 🙂 !!! Today I get to fly to Nahanni National Park in a small seaplane – something very special. There are no roads in this park, you can only get here by plane or canoe – the absolute untouched wilderness. The park (30.050 square km, UNESCO World Natural Heritage) lies in the Mackenzie Mountains and protects you 300 km long section of the gorge, dug by the South Nahanni River. Names like Deadman Valley, Headless Valley or Valley of Mystery say it all – or ?? Hans-Peter stays with the dogs, 8 hours we can't leave them in the car in this heat. In addition, my husband would rather do a sightseeing flight in Patagonia – that fits.

Punctual at 8.00 o'clock my pilot arrives, briefly explains the life jacket to me and off we go. The little machine is fast in the air, it's just a great feeling, soaring through the sky. Unfortunately there was a big forest fire in the area the day before, so we fly once through thick clouds of smoke. The first stop is at Little Doctor's Lake, here next to us the 2 New Zealanders Rose and Frank. They have 3 Days spent in absolute solitude at the lodge. Luckily the smoke has cleared, the sun even peeks out from behind the clouds.

Our pilot flies through us 2 Canyons, the cliffs are pretty close, the plane is becoming more and more inclined. It continues through huge, green valleys, where turquoise-green rivers meander (that's not what you call it ??) – die Rabbittkettle Hot Springs. After a good hour of flight time we reach the next highlight: die Virginia Falls – the water rushes from here 96 m down the rock, almost twice as high as Niagara Falls. The next landing is pending, I believe, it's really easy on the water. On the way I thought about it anyway, that in my next life I will be a pilot – it's just so great, watching the world from the sky.

Along with a park ranger, who is holding the fort here in the lodge, let's take a little walk to the falls. The roaring masses of water are also impressive from the ground, it is a magnificent spectacle. After a brief refreshment with a sandwich and lemon water, we continue, now we fly to the granite peaks of the Cirque of the Unclimbables – rugged, huge rock walls, some of which have never been climbed by a human being. A few crazy people have already managed one or the other summit here – simply unimaginable. Here we make another short stop, meet 4 young Canadians, which since 10 days with the canoe and the climbing rope in the park. they tell, that they have been in the past few days 2 have seen grizzlies.

The machine is refueled, we start the return flight. For almost an hour we fly through endless rock faces, mountain peak, glacier – one becomes very devout at this grandiose sight and cannot stop being amazed. The last half hour we fly again in the fog – the clouds of smoke are still there. Against 16.00 We land on the Mackenzie River, mother earth has us back – it was a stunning, tremendous, grossartiges, incredible, mystical experience (the Canadian would say: awesome, amazing, gorgeous, fantastic) really can't be put into words !!

Flashed by the many impressions, let's just drive to the next gravel pit, end the evening comfortably with a trick game and red wine.

Our tour continues to Fort Liard – endless sand track again 1.876.982 fir trees and 354.943 The birch, 3 Cars come to us on the route from 200 miles towards. Shortly before the place (300 resident ?) we see a brown lump in the ditch. At first we think it's a thick tree trunk, but then we realize, that it is a lying bison ??? The huge animal slowly gets up and trotts into the forest. We'll see a little later 3 other colleagues, there must be a meeting here.

In front of Fort Liard we find a public parking space at a lake, very nice and calm. A sign pointing to a hiking trail around Hay Lake catches our eye – So put on your hiking boots and let's go. Unfortunately, hiking doesn't seem to be that popular here, the path gets worse and worse and at some point it is no longer recognizable at all – disappointed we give up and retreat. There is nothing to explore in the town itself, so we stay where we are, enjoy the peace and have a good time. Another camper, who is standing here in the square, comes to us and warns us about two bears, who are supposed to be walking around here. In fact, shortly afterwards a shot is fired from the neighbor's rifle – the 2 Bears were probably just sneaking around the benches, we only see the flashing ears behind the bushes. The wife warns us several times, that we should definitely not go for a walk tonight – in this case we follow their advice.

At dawn we are grumbled by Frodo, that grows louder and louder, awakened: a look out the window tells us why: there are 6 Bisons cozy around our car, the grass seems to taste particularly good here. But Frodo's barking drives away even these big beasts – super, such a watchdog !!

Our journey is now heading south – although we actually want to go north ??? But there is always only one road here and so we first drive in the wrong direction. It's very hazy today and smells burnt – apparently there are still forest fires around us – but we cannot see, where the fire might be – a bit creepy.

On the way we meet more bison, we've already looked at the sight of the thick ones, used to brown monsters, We also took enough photos. Brief purchases are made in Fort Nelson, in the evening we stand on the banks of the Muskwa River, There is a campfire to relax. The next morning lures us out of bed with the best weather, further along the huge Muncho Lake.

There are just an incredible number of lakes here, rivers and streams, we are amazed, that they all have a name at all ??

On the way I am pleased to see signs pointing to hiking trails – that must be exploited. We stop at the next best sign, put on your hiking boots and off you go to the Baba Canyon. The directions are great: always along the creek, it is best to find your own route. It's a steep climb, again and again we hop over the creek, far and wide not a soul and no bears !! After an hour of climbing we enjoy the view and decide, to take a little bath on the way back. Of course we didn't pack a towel or swimming trunks, so we just jump naked into the ice cold, crystal clear water and let the sun dry us on the warm stones – splendid !!!

Back at the car we look for a place at the Toad River, wash out the sweaty clothes and treat our tired bones to the warmth of the campfire. British Columbia's sign says very conceited, that this is the most beautiful spot on earth – they are actually right, the landscape here is beautiful: Mountain peaks with snow, in front of crystal clear lakes, green meadows and rushing streams.

Liard Hot Springs are on the route – That sounds good and we are heading straight there. This natural bathing pool is located in the middle of bear territory, sensational. I happily want to go into the pool, it takes my breath away: that's boiling hot, I feel like I'm in a cannibal's cooking pot ?? Inconceivably, how hot the water comes straight from the mountain, I have never experienced something like that. To 15 minutes in this bathtub our skin is softened, poritive pure – only now we stink a bit like rotten eggs 🙂

Our boys are wondering too, that we muffle so strangely, but still happy, that we will come back. Shortly after the bath we find a dream spot right on the Liard River, so we just decide, staying here !! Clear, I have to jump into the water again, this is just too inviting here. In the evening we get a super kitschy sunset, only the annoying gnats make us retreat to the cozy home at some point.

Wednesdays (24.08.) we cross the border to the next federal state: the Yukon. Arrived in Watson Lake we visit the legendary forest of signs – it's very funny here. In the 1940s, a homesick soldier hung up the first sign with the kilometers to his home town, now hundreds of thousands of signs from all over the world are hanging here. Also signs from Frankfurt, Dietzenbach and many other well-known names can be found here. A walk around the lake, Fill up with water and diesel, do the shopping, go on.

Since we have been for days or. Weeks again and again got a fault diagnosis of our car, that it has problems with the PM-KAT, we are now unsure _ should we go further north or should we rather go south ?? We do not want to, staying somewhere in the middle of nowhere, we don't really trust our Henriette 2.0 – pretty stupid ?? On the way we got an address from a German from a workshop in Vancouver, which might help us with our problem ?? After all weighing our options, we decide, Do not continue north and turn onto the Steward Cassiar Highway after Watson Lake.

Right at first 5 Kilometers there is a parking space for the night, not so great, but enough for sleeping. Coincidentally, I picked up a promising brochure about this road from the Visitor Center in Watson Lake (in my travel guide the route is included 2 sentences dismissed) and so we are really happy about our decision.

The next day we reach Boya Lake, a really cheesy one again, more beautiful, turquoise sparkling lake. First a short walk to the beaver village (unfortunately the small rodents are not to be seen, probably just taking a nap), then a bath in the clear water. I've always wanted to test it, whether we can't also paddle with our lion hunters – here is a good opportunity !! You can simply rent a canoe here, plugged 20 dollars in an envelope and throws it in the box – it's that easy here. We try our luck and it actually works. Frodo will lie down in a moment, Quappo finds the rocking strange at first, eventually he will make it, to lay flat. The four of us sail for a good hour on the magnificent lake, a nice experience for everyone.

At the next lake (good hope) we reach our pitch – right on the shore and for us alone. So we can swim another lap in the evening and again in the morning before breakfast.

So refreshed, we drive to the abandoned mining town of Cassiar: here was up in the 1990 years asbestos (and sought jade and gold) reduced, today the place is deserted and everything is falling apart. At the end of the street there is a huge junkyard, a nice young Canadian comes to us and explains us, that all this belonged to his uncle and he is now trying, clean up a bit ?? I think, for that he has to at least 150 grow old. Back in civilization we make a stop in Jade City, acquire a small jade bear and learn, that there should be free Wifi in the next town. Also, Let's go to that point next.

In fact, there is a spot here at a school, the password is hanging on the door and a few campers are standing in front of it – here we are right. Just checked the messages, emails viewed, read the weather report – that's enough. A short walk through town (like all places here really chaotic and run down), then we embark on the route to Telegraph Creek. It should be a nice gravel road, around 120 only km, at the end there is a village 250 resident.

The street is really breathtaking, only our Henriette has error messages again and again !!! On a plateau there is a spot with a magnificent view and absolute peace. excitement the next morning: the error message is gone, so we keep going. The road makes us sweat: the slope is partly over 20%, it goes steeply down the canyon and on the other side just as steeply up again. An oncoming truck lets us know, that he had informed his colleagues and that they would be waiting for us upstairs – so we could calmly drive up without reverence. Henriette is struggling a lot, but manages the route without problems.

Arrived in Telegraph Creek we are impressed again, that people still live here – why would you choose such a place to live ?? The canyon is really impressive, but also scary and frightening. We drive the street to the very end and find a run down one here, abandoned campsite – maybe someone had an idea – didn't really work here. Back at our pitch from the day before, we look forward to it, that we or. Henriette and Hans-Peter have mastered the route so well and are sleeping soundly like logs.

Sunday greeted us with rain and low temperatures, we drive back to the highway to Dease Lake. The internet still works, this is how we seize the opportunity (and the weather) and continue writing a bit on the website.

A bimobile with a German license plate is just driving up – you have to have a chat right away. Maya and Tobias from Karlsruhe come from the Yukon and enthusiastically talk about their tour. Both use their sabbatical, even consider, to extend the year off and quit their jobs. Thanks to digitization, they can imagine, just keep traveling and work as digital nomads on the go – an advantage of our modern world. It always amazes me, how many young people we meet along the way and I think it's great, that they are so brave, to take this step. It is now 18.00 clock, the wifi was turned off, the dogs also have to run one more round. Short walk, we say goodbye to the two likeable people from Baden and find 10 Kilometers further a nice parking space by the river (no idea, what's his name). 

It rains all night, In the morning you can actually only go out with rubber boots ??

Hans-Peter takes the chance, standing right by the water to free Henriette from her thick layer of mud.

In Iskut, the next place (80 residents) you can refuel, there is even a small supermarket. Is very funny, that there is no price on any product – the surprise comes at the checkout – the next shop is only in 300 Kilometer, a chance, that nobody dares, to complain about the horrendous prices.

Continue on the highway 37 my eagle eyes discover an inconspicuous hiking sign – we stop quickly, park Henriette and run 10 kilometers with the dogs. Luckily we catch a rain hole, even a few small rays of sunshine peep through the clouds. At Bob Qinn Lake we reach our destination for the day, a great place with direct access to the lake and snow-capped peaks as a backdrop – unfortunately it is pouring rain, our desire to swim is limited. The raindrops drummed continuously on our roof all night long – actually really comfortable, but we're a little concerned, whether Henriette will be able to get out of this mud tomorrow without a problem ???

In the morning we stand in a real mud bath – the dogs still have to go outside and within minutes everything is really wet, dirty and sandy. On me, someday the rain will stop ?? Our route continues in the direction of Stewart/Hyder, right and left we see moats, all streams and rivers seem to have overflowed.

To our great joy, today is bear day: 6 We see pieces on our route – we have never seen so much in one day !!!! On the way we also come very close to bear-glacier, the ice shimmers fantastically light blue.

In the village of Stewart (1 miles from the Alaskan border) are all camping- and pitches under water, but there is good cell phone reception for the first time in days ! At the local airport (By the way, all towns up here have an airport, certainly easier and less complicated, than to expand roads) there is a fixed place, where we enter with reasonably dry feet- and can get off. This violence of nature is really impressive, you feel very powerless.

The weather forecast for the next day is no better: 100 % Regen – we have to go through that ! We use the great network at midnight, to see and talk to our grandchildren Jacob and Kea at breakfast – that pleases the grandmother's heart !!

In fact, it drums tirelessly on our roof all night, in the morning everyone stays until 10.30 clock lie, our dogs blisters never ceased to amaze us. So we go to the door for a moment – it's no fun. This is how it is read, paddled and listened to music, until the sun actually comes out in the afternoon. Nothing like shoes on and go, my muscles need exercise. Meanwhile, Hans-Peter is working on Henriette and trying, to sand down the interior to some extent (I think it only helps for a short time :))

In fact, the rain has stopped, we only hear the rushing of the Bear River, which has swollen to a huge river.

The next day there is a real border crossing: we're going to Alaska, in the hope, See salmon and grizzlies. There is an observation platform at Hyder, where you can see the animals. The visitor center is on the way – there are actually 2 German overlanders ?? Also, parked to the side, had a chat with Tobias, Theresa, 2 Passauer and first 1,5 progressed hours later.

Arrived at Fish Creek, we see the next German vehicle – with license plate GG !!! Clear, you have to have a short chat here too, it is the first vehicle in Canada with our home license plate. At Fish Creek we see thousands of salmon, but no bear is to be seen. So we decide after an hour, continue to the Salmon Glacier. The ride turns out to be terrific, in the meantime even the sun has crept out from behind the clouds. Only the heavy potholes are a bit annoying, but the view all around makes up for everything. The glacier is huge and we can get really close to it. The dogs enjoy a hike along the glacier, they are always very tense on the off-road tracks.

You could stay here very well, but we wanted to look again, if we can meet the bear at the creek. So we drive back the bumpy track and go to the observation bridge a second time. And this time we're actually lucky: a grizzly runs around in the creek bed, rages, plays and fishes out the salmon. Above 2 hours we can enjoy the spectacle – it's incredibly fun, to watch the bear.

Just before it gets completely dark, we make our way back to the pitch. The border station is no longer manned, you have to give your details over the phone – Theresa is so nice and helps us with that !! What a day – so many experiences and impressions !!

Next time we sleep late, so many impressions have to be processed and the weather doesn't invite you to get up. At some point we'll pick ourselves up, fill tank and water, make the necessary purchases, meet yet 2 Ladies from Mainz, then the drive goes back to the Cassiar Highway. Shortly after Meziadian Lake we find a “Ghost” campsite (used to be a CP), there is an old salmon ladder by the river. We can watch, as the salmon laboriously try, to jump over this waterfall, this is probably really difficult. There is no bear to be seen here, so we make ourselves comfortable with a campfire in front of the car.

It's raining again – the view out of the window on Saturday morning makes me crawl under the covers again. An hour later we continue south. On the way we stop in the small village of Kitwancool, Here are many, impressively large totem poles.

A few kilometers further, Hans-Peter has good cell phone reception – we use that, to plan the next route. Actually, we would have liked to take the ferry from Prince Rupert to Port Hardie, however is for the next 3 Weeks fully booked. As a timeless traveler you really don't feel like it, to book anything in advance, but it would have made sense here. On me, then we drive the route flat overland and turn towards Smithers. On the way we visit totem poles in the small village of Kitwancool, around here you'll find the most in all of Canada. Totem poles have been erected for a variety of reasons. They commemorate the dead, occasionally house the mortal remains of individuals, tell stories of a family or represent a family's place in the community

There are really nice ones in Anderson Flats provincial park, free parking spaces, late in the evening we even get visitors – the Gross-Gerauer license plate is next to us – how nice !!!

Sunday is Farmers Market in Hazelton, here we buy local apples, Carrots and delicious homemade apple turnovers. Rudolph and Monica (GG license plate) are here too, a little more about home is told. In Ksan we visit the open-air museum, there are more large totem poles to see here.

By chance we meet another German overlander on the highway: Rico and Marina from Regensburg – there really is a high density of Henriette's conspecifics here ! A rain break is used for the walk around, we climb after a short, steep climb to the Twin Falls viewing platform. Really beautiful, high waterfalls, which, of course, are super bubbling after all the rain.

The final destination today is Helen Lake – a beautiful place right on the lake, we have the place to ourselves. Unfortunately, bathing temperatures are no longer prevailing, I still make it in the morning, to jump into the water.

today, Montag, the 05. September, is the next public holiday in Canada – Labor Day !!! Clear, let's take that literally and there's a real workload: 3 washing machines are running, Hans-Peter shines the driver's cabin, the toilet is emptied, Kitchen and living room cleaned, changed the bed linen …….. ! Clear, there is also a relaxed walk around to the next lake – here you will find one beautiful parking space after the other. With the campfire we drive away the evening chill, meanwhile it is getting quite frosty at night.

9 degrees when standing up – I do without my morning bath and hope, that we will return to warmer regions. In Houston we can stock up on everything we need and continue with full tanks and fridge. The route leads past countless lakes, you can really get jealous with this abundance. In Burns Lake we find a great free campground in the middle of the forest (clear on a lake), here there are 120 km Wander- and mountain bike- stretch. We decide to hike around the lake, then a coffee with a delicious donut and the journey continues. At Fraser Lake we find the next free parking space – it's really great, how many free ones, official and beautifully laid out places are here. The Canadians use these places, I believe, every family here has a trailer, or RV,  a motor boat, Kanu, Motorrad, Quad, SUP, Mountain bike, plus 2 dogs and at least 3 different grills !! So equipped you can spend the holidays here super – all are happy.

The next day is quite relaxed, we're going to Prince George, there Hans-Peter can once again go to the Canadian Tire and I can go to the Dollorama !! After so much shopping, it's on to the Cariboo Highway. Our goal today: der Chubb Lake – on, and who do we meet there: our friends from Gross-Gerau :). We all have to laugh and spend a nice evening around the campfire – albeit equipped with 4 Shield, because it rains all the time.

The next morning greets us with rays of sunshine – this opportunity is used for a swim and hair wash in the lake. The navigation system takes us back to the highway on an adventurous journey, shortly thereafter we turn towards Barkerville. Shortly before the finish there is the small town of Wells, that we want to see. The visitor center is in front of the entrance to the village – Of course I have to go in there. It is unbelievable: it is a really nicely developed information center, 2 Nice ladies sit behind the counter and look forward to visitors – and that at a place of appreciated 300 residents ????? In any case, I get a lot of maps and the hint for 2 nice trails here in town. We like this way too, However, our hike ends after 500 meters in the swamp – the shoes and stockings are already completely wet, we give up.

A few miles further we come to Barkersville: this is a former gold rush town, all very nicely restored and restored with great attention to detail. The boys have to stay in the car, Dogs are unfortunately not allowed. We stroll through the pretty museum village, treat ourselves to a bit of coffee at the local bakery. 10 dollars poorer, but happy (the bits are really delicious) let's look at the cottages, their inner workings and their history. We agree, that we are happy, not having lived during that time – the people really had a backbreaking job, adverse circumstances and not always luck, to find a nugget of gold.

30 Kilometers further we find our place for the night – right next to a small stream, where you can also look for gold. Our noses only find old McDonalds bags but no gold nuggets – we still have to practice !!

On Friday we drive to Quesnet – a real big city with Walmart, Tim Horton and the usual suspects. In the visitor center I ask for a brochure about hiking trails and this time we are lucky: there is a nice way – Sister Creek – along the Fraser River, nice through the forest and no people or. Bear soul on the way. We continue to the parking space at Forest Lake – a super nice lake with great pitches – but unfortunately all occupied by Canadian trailers. Disappointed, we turn around and drive back to Blue Lake (as said, Lakes abound here) – and lo and behold, the turquoise Mercedes from GG is already there ???? Incomprehensible, that you meet again and again in this huge country. A campfire is quickly lit, told a bit, until it gets so cold, that everyone retires to their little house.

For breakfast we get a very delicious banana/nut/carrot bread from our Canadian neighbors – it tastes really delicious. We now say goodbye to Moni and Rudi 3. mal, we are excited, when and where we will meet again. On the way to Victoria we make a stop at the 108 Miles Ranch, there is again a very nicely furnished museum and a small farmer's market.

The 2. Today we stop at Chasm Viewpoint, Here you have a magnificent view of a huge gorge. Our night quarters can be found at Beaverdam Lake, a beautiful one, Platz am See.

Our night quarters can be found at Beaverdam Lake, a beautiful one, spacious place at the lake.

It's incredibly quiet here, you really don't hear anything – or ?? In the middle of the night we are awakened by Frodo's growl – we had a visit again – a herd of cows has chosen the grass next to Henriette for the midnight snack – and Frodo doesn't find that funny at all. So it's going to be a restless night for us, again and again the murmuring of Frodo resp. the grass plucking of the cows.

I've been looking forward to Sunday for days: it's supposed to be really hot and sunny. The view from the window speaks otherwise: it is foggy, cloudy, the sun can only be seen very faintly ?? What's that about ??? On me, at least the temperatures are right, it is pleasantly warm, so you can take a swim in the lake. Our goal today: the parking lot for the hikes to Joffre Lake !! 

The route is really beautiful, varied and surprising: first we drive through desert-like areas, everything looks dried up and dead. Then we reach the Fraser Canyon, this is where it gets spectacular: deep gorges, rushing water, mountains all around – however all in the fog ?? Somehow everything smells very burnt – there we see the sign: Forest fires, please don't stop ?? Oh I, We had not expected that, but that's just part of it here. When refueling, a Canadian woman explains to us, that these fires usually occur in August, have been postponed to September this year due to the extreme winter. Despite the clouds of smoke, we find the parking lot for hikers – not to be overlooked, because there are thousands of vehicles here. We stop for a moment, immediately see the sign: Dogs prohibited on this hike, a day permit is also required, that you have to apply for online – we had tried unsuccessfully several times the day before and couldn't manage it – so that won't happen with the Joffre-lake.

We find ourselves a little disappointed 3 kilometers a huge gravel pit, perfect for the night. Clear, we take a little hike into the forest and don't believe our eyes: we actually see a big moose here, which we can just about capture on camera – That's really fair compensation !! 

Also Monday morning (13. September) shrouded in fog- respectively. plumes of smoke, only a tiny bit of blue sky flashes out. In Pemberton we find a hiking map at the visitor center and shortly afterwards we are on the way to the Nairn Falls, a nice little hike and a great waterfall. The route continues through Whistler, a very sophisticated one, chic ski resort. The Porsche density is noticeably high here, it doesn't seem to be the cheapest place in Canada. Shortly after the town we come to the 2. hike – this time to the Brandywine Falls (netter Name – or ??). These waterfalls are also worth the detour, However, the "hike" is very short – knapp 300 meters to the target. Another sign points the way to the lava lakes, here we are 2 hours all alone.

Pitches for the night are a bit difficult in this corner, there is only the highway, to the right of it canyon and to the left steeply up the mountains. We turn onto a small forest road, find a nice motocross rider, who immediately describes a great parking space: so we follow his advice and continue on the gravel road – it's a steep climb, further and steeper (I'm getting a little queasy), until we actually find a nice corner for Henriette – absolutely calm, only the starry sky above us – Perfect !!

In the morning I walk a few meters up the hill and am in the most beautiful mountain panorama, that you can imagine. Snow-capped peaks all around, that rise into the sky like pointed caps – it's breathtaking.

After breakfast, my husband tries to capture this view with the drone – it doesn't really want to work. Let's think for a moment, stay here one more day, but then we decide to continue. The route is called the "Sea to the Sky" Highway – and is said to be one of the most beautiful roads in the world – we can confirm that, the track is really amazing – from the snowy peaks you drive straight to the fjord to the ocean blue water. Due to the forest fires it is still very hazy, but that's what this beauty does (fast) no termination.

The ferry to Vancouver Island is waiting in Horsheshoe Bay, a crossing of just under 2 hours. Not according to the regulations, I stay with the boys in Henriette's belly, Hans-Peter is allowed to look out for whales on deck. I

n Nanaimo we come ashore again and are initially appalled by the traffic in the big city – Henriette does it pretty well. Somewhere on a side road we find a deforested piece of forest, into which a small path leads. This is where we all hide and set up for the night.

Today is the big day: the package from Germany is said to have arrived in Victoria – so we make our way to tyler. We have a great network on the way, that is used, to call the family again. Informed about everything that is happening, we drive on an adventurous off-road route to our Canadian workshop. Tyler greets us warmly – but the package hasn't arrived yet – we have to come back tomorrow. The time is bridged with a visit to Victoria – a really nice town.

However, we can no longer take the unbelievable traffic – it's almost like in Buenos Aires !!! Back from the city, the purchases are quickly made at Walmart, unfortunately it is forbidden here, to stand overnight. Also, drive a few more kilometers – it's really dark now, until we finally got a seat at the mountain bike park Mt. find jobs. A few cyclists are still sitting comfortably together in the parking lot, but soon peace will return and we can sleep well. It gets quite noisy in the morning though: we are standing right here at the recycling center and one truck after the other comes to this station. Ok, So let's get up a little earlier !!

After breakfast we make our way to Butcharts Garden – one 22 Hectares, 118 years old big, private flower garden. There are various themed gardens, e.g. the italian one, Mediterranean or Japanese garden, a highlight is the "iconic Sunken Garden". The garden became 1904 created by Jennie Butchart – in an old one, her husband's abandoned quarry. The flowers are gorgeous, one cannot get enough of the variety of colors and plants. Besides the millions of flowers, there are thousands of tourists – they are conspicuous to many Japanese. They walk around in the craziest disguises, to take great Instagram photos – really very funny !!! There have been a few more photos, it was sooo beautiful !!

Later we find a nice stretch of beach in Island View Beach – since today, to the 15. Dogs are also allowed on the beach in September – we timed it perfectly !! 

In the evening we drive back to Tyler on the adventure route, our package has now arrived. It is happily unpacked: a reading device, a small PC and a flasher appear – That looks good. At midnight we want to connect the devices via video call with Martin Gruse. He will then settle in Germany (more precisely in Gross-Gerau !!) look at our mistakes and "program" the problem out 🙂 We are curious !!!!!

Punctual at 23.30 The call comes from Germany, the PC is plugged in and the reading device is used. Stupidly, Tyler has a problem with the wifi, so the whole thing is taking longer than expected. One 2.00 clock we made it, the errors have been read out and we are excited to see the result. After the night of drinking, we sleep in, have breakfast comfortably, Hans-Peter works with Tyler on the passenger door – there comes the call from Mr. Gruse: he looked at the errors, analyzed and identified, that the camshaft sensor is broken ???? What is a camshaft sensor? ???? Apparently it's not a big deal, the sensor costs €30 and is simply replaced. Mr. Gruse will get the package on its way today, it should in 4 – 5 days to arrive in Canada – sounds good !!

My passenger door opens with the normal handle again after Tyler's treatment, so drive on to the coast at noon. There is a laundry on the route in Sooke, just the right thing for our musty dog ​​blankets. Half an hour later, the blankets smell wonderful again, like a lavender meadow, the journey could go on. But as always in a parking lot, we are admired and spoken to by many people. With a very sympathetic German, the before 12 years ago moved to Canada, let's have a longer conversation, she tells us, that she actually worked on the Star Wars films as a graphic designer, and even got to know Georg Lucas personally.

It's quite late now, we have to get up, to find a parking space before dark. The search is rather difficult along the coastal road – the sea on the left, right mountains, there is a sign at every small path: private, no trespassing. So we drive to the next BC Recreation CP, it is beautifully situated by the sea, However, the seats are all occupied, there are only gaps in the day-use parking lot (it's illegal, But what can you do). At least I want to pay for the night, but there are no more envelopes at the self-registration station, na gut.

In the morning we are awakened by the screams of seagulls and ravens, lots of dead salmon were washed up by the low tide, which the feathered animals are now fighting over. In fact, there is ebb and flow here, the beach is much wider this morning than it was when we arrived. Continue to the botanical beach, however, even today our time management gets confused !! Shortly before the goal we see 2 Campers with German license plates, we had already met one of them in Banf, the other (9 tons of freedom) we follow via Instagram. Of course it's stopped, told, Tips and pitches are exchanged. The two young couples are traveling with their little daughters, they date every now and then, so the girls can play together – so sweet !!

2 hours of walking, then arrival at the botanical beach: here you can see small waterholes with sea anemones at low tide, Marvel at mussels and crabs: like small aquariums. Behind the beach you are actually in the "real" rainforest. Everything is densely overgrown with ferns, Moos, huge trees – a real fairytale forest. In this great forest there is a small place to stay a few kilometers further. It's about to become another laundry day: run with showers and washing machine, we feel reborn. The highlight of the day today is a salmon fried in butter with lots of herbs, that Tyler gave us as a gift. He caught it personally in the spring, disassembled and frozen – a dream !

A really lazy Sunday: we sleep late, have a long breakfast, Hans-Peter begins, to clean out our basement – that also takes a long time !!! It's already afternoon now, we just decide, to stay here one more night. There is a small lake opposite our pitch – Lizard Lake – , we find a nice way around the lake. Later we sit around the campfire, cook delicious and play (like almost every evening) gimmick. In fact, we've had the TV since we've been on the road, never turned on once – and we don't miss him at all, for that we play Kniffel in the evening, Canasta oder the Game.

On Mondays we continue to Lake Cowichan, water is refilled here and the fridge is stocked. The weather is great (25 Pure degrees and sun) and we still have no news, that the package has arrived. renamed by the Teutonic Order, take advantage of that and take a bathing day. In Honeymoon Bay there is a super nice beach place, we're about to go swimming. The water is really pleasantly warm by Canadian standards, you can swim relaxed and don't have to keep yourself warm by moving:) In the village we even find a dog park, the boys sniffing the messages from the canadian girls, romp around, to go swimming (at least Quappo)  – everyone got their money's worth and was satisfied.

The next morning welcomes us again with bright sunshine, so I can swim a lap before and after breakfast – and an extra round at noon. We get a visit from Betty and her husband, Organic farmers from the mainland, both are interested in our trip and of course in Henriette – we're chatting away for another hour. Hans-Peter gets a message about our package – there were delivery problems, the camshaft sensor will not arrive in Canada until the end of the week. Also, another change of plan: then we're going to continue to the north of the island. Quickly packed the car, Dogs in and on we go. We drive 100 Kilometer Gravelroad, one of the many forest roads here, finally see a little bear walking across the street again (Nr. 30 !) and reach Port Alberni quite shaken up, a really big fishing town. As with all towns here, we don't think it's worth stopping, we continue on the Pacific Rim Highway towards Tofino. To 40 kilometers we find a super nice parking space on the Taylor River on a side street, perfect for the night and for corn on the cob grilled over the campfire.

Wednesday (21.09.) gives everything again: clear blue sky 26 City – you can go to the beach there !! On the way, however, we wait almost an hour at a red construction site light, we are amazed, that Canadians take it without a murmur. We could introduce ourselves, that a few horns could already be heard in Germany.

Tofino makes up for the wait: it's a really pretty one, very touristy place with nice shops, Restaurants, parks and millions of no parking signs. RV parking is expressly prohibited almost everywhere, with a lot of luck we will find a permitted parking space for Henriette. After a short stroll through town we drive to the Grand Beach, which we were able to admire as we drove up. Another one is waiting for us in this parking lot, very unpleasant sign: Dogs forbidden ??? So the boys have to stay in the car, we look at the gigantic surfer sandy beach – he is gorgeous, many surfers pressed in neon suits try their luck in the waves of the really cold Pacific more or less skillfully.

In the neighboring town of Ucluelet we hike the Lighthouse Trail with the boys in the afternoon, a wonderful path along the coast, with lots of benches and viewing platforms, where you can admire the beautiful area. After the round we have to hurry, it's already getting dark early and around 20.00 it's already dark.

Since there are no parking spaces in the area at all, we go back to our old place. Arrived there, our beautiful place is already occupied – how annoying !! A few kilometers further on we spot a flat area next to the road, totally ok for one night.

My weather app predicted rain for today – we are all the happier, that the sun doesn't stick to the app and still comes out. On our route we first pass a small hike to the "Hole in the Wall"., a circular hole in the earth wall, gushing out of the water.

A few kilometers further we get off at the "Cathedrale Grove"., a park, which through its up to 800 year-old stands of Douglas fir is known. The largest representatives of these trees are up to 70 m hoch !!! On the way we are approached by a group of Germans, who question us about the dogs. The older man looks somehow familiar, but only after we said goodbye, we see the light: That was the man from "Lion's Den" ??? It will be googled soon – indeed, that was definitely Jochen Schweitzer, who we were just talking to. Too stupid, that we didn't recognize him right away, that would have made a nice photo.

Along the coast road we arrive in Campbell River, quite a big city, the one with the addition: "Salmon Capital" advertises. There is a parking lot in the port, where we can stay overnight. During our walk we discover a new animal of our journey: 2 Seals splash around in the harbor basin. For once, the kitchen is cold today, next to us there is a small pizzeria, we take the chance, order here and enjoy the delicious pieces comfortably with a bottle of red wine in our Henriette.

The next day does not start optimally: the sun can't resist the app today and has got behind thick, gray clouds gone. On my morning walk in the harbor then a very unfriendly encounter: my dogs run free, there I see an elderly lady going for a walk with her terrier further ahead. Good come mine 2 on the leash, we pass, then I let them run free again. Immediately comes a violent, unfriendly nagging from behind: dogs must be an the leash – all the time !!! Did you understand – all the time !!!!! OK, I got the message and I'll take the boys back on the hook. The woman is actually following me 10 minutes and controls me closely – this is really the first very unfriendly canadian since 4 months – we leave the unfriendly place at once !

In my new app Wikicamp I found a hike with a nice name: „Ripple Rock Trail“ – that sounds like a nice way. The trail is really beautiful, it goes steeply up through the rainforest, over thick tree roots, rotted trunks and small streams to a breathtaking viewpoint. Here the whole fjord landscape spreads out in front of us. We're really lucky about that: hardly are we after 3 hours back in the car, it starts to rain.

100 kilometers further north, from that 30 kilometers of gravel road, we find a pitch with a sea view of the Johnstone Strait in the absolute nowhere. In my bedtime reading “The Swarm” by Frank Schätzing, I happened to read it a few days ago, that the resident orcas live here and with a bit of luck you might see one. These orcas always live here, they do not emigrate to Mexico or. Alaska, because they find enough salmon here, to live well.

All Saturday (it is the 24.09.) we sit in front of Henriette, driftwood burns in the campfire, we look at the sea with binoculars – splendid. We can already spot a seal !! In the afternoon I go for a short hike to the Naka waterfalls, they are completely hidden in a beautiful piece of forest. In the meantime, my husband looks after the fire and the whales. Unfortunately, no Free Willy can be seen – injury, but it was still a beautiful day.

On Sunday we try our luck again and rattle the surface of the water with our binoculars. Our friend, the little seal occasionally swims in front of the lens, unfortunately nothing else. The nice weather is used to do laundry, we too rub the dirt off our skin under the outdoor shower. We'll all look at the waterfall together today, on the detour to the camp we are again asked about our car and the trip.

Supplies and water are slowly running out, so we pack our things together with a heavy heart the next morning. At breakfast, my husband is suddenly very excited – he means, 2 to have seen flukes ??? When looking through binoculars, I mean that too, to have seen something, but we are not quite sure. I mean cocky, that I still have to take a quick dip in the Pacific – it will only be a brief immersion – the water is freezing cold. In any case, the parking space is on our top ten list – currently he even ranks on the 1. Platz.

We can refuel in Campbell River, Stock up on supplies and get a few more utensils at Canadian Tire. Getting water doesn't work here, only in Cumberland do we find a dump station with potable water. Back on the coast we can snag a spot at Union Bay, here we walk a bit along the beach with the boys, perfect for letting off steam.

At breakfast the next morning, the locals gradually come by, to admire our Henriette in detail – It is really incredible, how excited they all are about the girl. We continue along the coast road, in Parksville we see a huge beach – we have to stop and let the dogs romp around a bit.

Shortly after Nanaimo we climb Cable Bay – a nice walk along the coast. Again we mean, to have seen a whale's fluke – maybe we're already having hallucinations ???

In the evening we arrive at Tyler's farm, as it turns out, our expected camshaft sensor has not yet arrived from Germany. In any case, we will have another phone call with Markus Gruse tomorrow morning, he wants to see, how the engine was on the last 500 kilometers.

There is great walking around here, so the boys wanders with me 3 Hours on Mount Work, In the meantime, Hans-Peter is cleaning Henriette Haut's sand. The hoped-for spare part is not delivered until around noon, the men immediately set to work. Tylor finds the culprit and swaps it out for the new sensor – very exciting. In any case, Henriette starts again – that's calming. We can no longer reach Markus Gruse in Germany, he's probably fast asleep.

The next morning, more errors are read out via telephone conference and Mr. Gruse places the order, check the engine control ?? In addition he sends a photo again, where to find the part. That too will be taken care of, Thank goodness that part is fine !! So we slowly pack our things together, say goodbye to our super nice host and head for the ferry back to Vancouver.

Back on the mainland we are stuck in traffic after a few kilometers – we have arrived in the big city. To 2 hours “stop and go”, exhausted nerves and patience we arrive at the spanish beach – a huge beach in front of the beach, with countless parking spaces. We see the turquoise vehicle with the GG number from afar – we're happy, to see the two again. We hardly make it, get out of the vehicle, are again surrounded by curious Canadians, who admire either the car or the dogs !!! Someday we'll make it, to get to the dog beach with the dogs, they can romp around and sniff each other with the Canadian fur noses.

30.09. – today is a public holiday again- but you don't see any difference here. We drive our Henriette to the planetarium, park them there in the parking lot, take the water taxi into town and explore the town on foot. The location of the city is sensational, the leisure facilities perfect, More, Strand, Berge – you can let off steam here in sports. Of course, our dogs are admired a thousand times on the way in the city, petted and photographed – we are making slow progress. To 5 After a few hours strolling through the city, we all relax a bit on the beach, it's a really great place here !!

Saturday morning in town: the young people are jogging past us at breakneck speed, the sailing school boats go out to sea in columns, Cyclists in bright jerseys race along, in between, the dog owners dawdle with their four-legged friends, others do yoga exercises on the beach, Children play in the sand – you don't even know, where to look everywhere – this entertainment program is really fun. At some point we have to get out of the big city – this demands full concentration from Henriette and her driver. The many traffic lights, traffic sign, Autos, pedestrian – we are glad, as we drive east on the highway after half an hour. In Chilliwack we buy our provisions and the friendly cashier gives us tips for the area. Clear, let's do that right away and make a stop at Bridal Veil Falls Provincial Park. A short walk leads to a nice waterfall, You can enjoy a coffee break on the great picnic benches – however we are behind 5 Minutes again surrounded by curious people. All questions about Henriette, the journey and the dogs are answered in detail, new people keep coming.

At some point we make the jump and can continue to our belay, dem Jones Lake. the 9 Kilometers of gravel road demand a lot from everyone: the track is really steep and bumpy, Henriette is struggling, the boys pant with gasps and there is also a lot of oncoming traffic here. But the journey was worth it, we find a great free BC campground again !! We discover the lake on a small tour, it is a really beautiful mountain lake with snow-capped mountain peaks in the background. Many people actually still bathe, one can hardly believe, that already today 1. October is.

Our leisurely Sunday breakfast is a little disturbed by the overzealous groundskeeper – he works all places loudly with his leaf blower. We laugh about this Sisiphos worker – autumn has just started here and millions of leaves are still hanging on the trees. The weather is fantastic, actually reached the thermometer today 30 City !! Of course, that I have to swim in the lake at these temperatures – my men watch me with amusement. Let's think for a moment, to stay here one more night, at the moment we get new neighbors: 2 families with 4 The dog – we'll take a quick look, the decision is clear, we drive on. The route follows the Fraser River from Hope to Lytton. We stop at Hells Gate, as this is supposed to be the narrowest and most impressive part of the canyon. There is a small cable car down, for proud 30 Dollar pro Person – we find something inappropriate ?? We ask for directions (lt. Guidebook a nice way) – Unfortunately, this trail probably no longer exists. On, then it's not possible, there are so many other beautiful canyons. Finding a parking space is difficult in this corner, there is only the highway, no side roads, no towns, everything looks very desolate. There is a community campground at Spence's Bridge, actually not that bad – only the railway line a few meters from the square spoils the peace. On the other side of the river we see more tracks – we've never had the train so close to us. We had often made acquaintance with the Canadien-Pacific Railways, we know, that the trains like to honk loudly and are simply incredibly long – and here in a double pack !!

Also, a night like this in the middle of the train station is pretty loud – in any case, we feel a bit wrecked.

All the same, we have to get up earlier today anyway, because a phone call with Mr. Gruse is pending. Despite a bad connection, we make it, to communicate with Germany. Mr. Gruse reads errors again and finds them, that our catalytic converter is actually causing problems. A new order for Hans-Peter is given: he should open the KAT, unscrew all sensors, clean and screw back on. It would be even better, replace the CAT completely – You can order a new silencer from Ebay Canada ?? Okay, so we're busy again. First we have to think, where to send the part – what is on our route? ?? Spokane would be ideal, so Luke is written to, whether anyone else from his host family lives there. In the meantime we have finished Henriette and start. Unfortunately, we cannot drive the planned route, der Highway 8 is completely blocked, the road is washed out and currently impassable. So another change of plan (the tour guide is constantly challenged !). In Cache Creek we find water and this one, we continue through a rather desolate area of ​​bare mountains, gray rocks and pale blue rivers. Nothing seems to be growing here, everything is hazy and dusty. We quickly pass the larger town of Kamloops, 20 Kilometers later we turn off the highway, straight uphill. Henriette is being challenged again, the road is very bumpy, washed out, one pothole follows the other. the 6 Kilometers of jolting were worth it, we arrive at Harpers Lake – an official BC Recreation site. The place is super nice, we are almost all alone, just another camper with 2 nice young Canadians can be seen. The boys and I first explore the area, while my husband unscrews the KAT. Satisfied, we end the day with a nice campfire and look forward to a whole, very quiet night !!!

It's incredibly quiet at night, you hear absolutely nothing. Nevertheless, I can't fall asleep with the best will in the world and I toss and turn in bed for what feels like half the night. The next morning it quickly becomes clear, what was the reason – I got the flu, my throat is scratchy and I have lunch 38,8 Fever – such a crap. We continued to Salmon Arms, quite a pretty tourist region with many lakes, beaches, jetty, campsites and restaurants. There is even a designated dog run area on the beach – we haven't had that often in Canada before. The place would also be quite nice for the night – but our eyes once again discover the feared opponent – the railway tracks of the CPR. So keep going, to find a quieter place. Finally, we stay overnight at Okanagan Lake, very idyllic and quiet. The region here is very pleasant and fertile, everywhere we see apple orchards, vines and peach trees. In the morning we decide after a long time- and her, to have us ship the new muffler to Canmore. The part will be shipped from Germany and should be in 5 days to arrive here. In Canmore we know the welding shop, who repaired the spare wheel suspension at the time. Ok, if that was a good plan, it will show, temperatures are expected to drop from next week, even snowfall is possible. I do not feel so good either, still battling fever, sore throat and cough !

Somehow we are both very unhappy with the whole situation, since 3 Months we have to constantly reschedule, because the engine displays these error messages and there is no MAN workshop here. Well we hope, that with the new muffler the problems are solved and also the high fuel consumption (we go over 30 l/100km) has an end.

After a short walk, we drive towards Revelstone in the mountains, shortly before the village we get hold of a quiet parking space on a forest road. Hans-Peter calmly looks at the exhaust top, so he knows, how he can swap that thing next week.

The weather is really kind to us, during the day the temperatures are still climbing 25 City – unusual for early October in this area. In the most beautiful sunny weather, we climb the panoramic road "Meadow in the Sky" in Revelstoke National Park with Henriette. We are totally excited, until suddenly a strange sign appears in front of us: from kilometers 12 Dogs are strictly forbidden, Actually, we shouldn't go any further here. On me, we chug to the parking lot, get off shortly, look at the beautiful scenery, the grandiose panorama all around and make our way back. In the lower part of the park we find a nice loop (dogs are allowed here), so the dogs can also sniff the park air. This dog ban is explained with encounters between dogs and bears, which have probably happened too often ??

Continue towards Golden, we cross Glacier National Park, come over the Rogers Pass and have a magnificent mountain scenery before our eyes. Waitabit Creek is the goal for today, a vacant BC Recreation site right on the Columbia River. We sit in front of our house for a short while, drink peppermint tea and go to bed early. I'm feeling better now, but of course it doesn't stop there, that you get infected, when you live in such a small space – Hans-Peter now also has the same symptoms: Fever, cough and headache !! A rest- and rest day must be taken – so we stay here on the square the next day, rest us, read, go for a walk and hope, that everyone will be fit again tomorrow !! 

Our plan worked – After a day of bed rest for my husband, he is already doing reasonably well today. Also, Let's start with the supply program: in Golden water is tanked, the bed linen has to go to the laundry and in the meantime the supplies are being replenished. You notice right away, that one in the Banf – region comes – the prices are up 10 % higher than in the previous supermarkets. In the parking lot we talk to a Swiss couple, straight 3 vacation here for weeks. During the conversation we find out by accident, that highway 1 for the next 3 days is open – Monday is Thanksgiving . So again holiday in Canada (incomprehensible, how many holidays Canadians have on a Monday – perfectly organized). 100 Kilometer detour saved, that's nice. On the highway we also recognize, why he is blocked again and again on a weekly basis – here is really rebuilt, built new bridges, rocks blown away, lane widened. Incidentally, Canadians also work every Saturday, Sunday and public holiday on the construction sites – there is no difference to the normal day of the week. The track is gorgeous: the peaks of the Rocky Mountains glitter in the distance, the forests shine in the most beautiful autumn colors, the sky is bright blue, the sun gives everything again, which is possible. We have to stop at the Kicking Horse River, as we discover a perfect spot – right on the river there is a lonely sunny spot – made for Henriette. the 2 four-legged gentlemen go on an exploratory tour with me, the 2 leggy stays by the car and lets the sun's rays shine on her chest. We all sit outside together, until the very last rays disappear behind the mountain.

Another wonderful Sunday – in the truest sense of the word: the sun shines from breakfast until it disappears behind the mountain peaks. We seize the day, drive first 5 Kilometers further on our road to a lookout point, from where am can see the Wapta Falls. The view is really cheesy: a roaring waterfall with turquoise blue water, in the background steel-grey rock faces and, as if that weren't enough, a steel-blue sky above – every photo wallpaper would green with envy at this sight. Next we hike to this waterfall: the route is short 5 Kilometers long, we go (still a bit weak) take things leisurely and slowly, always enjoy the great views and the bright autumn colors of the trees. Back at the parking lot, we continue to think- or drive back to the old place again – we choose the old place, he was just gorgeous (also makes the top ten list). Arrived there, Let's get warmed up by the sun and a cup of coffee, Hans-Peter crawls under the car again and takes the PM-KAT apart further. Against 17.00 hour our heat source disappears, it's about to get chilly – so into the home sweet home. After a long time we are hearing an episode of the Nerd-WG and we are happy, that we learned something new today: we now know the secret of the ant trails – really super interesting !!

Monday morning – Thanksgiving – the 10.10. – called, cloudy and uncomfortable 🙂 We're on our way, stop at the natural bridge, to take some photos and hike 2 hours around Emerald Lake. Despite the overcast sky, there are still hundreds of Japanese on site, equipped with cameras, Selfie-Sticks, Cell phones and thick bobble hats. Unfortunately, the canoe rental is already closed, otherwise they would still do it. Truly unbelievable, that there is still so much going on here.

Later in Lake Louise, let's try our luck again, to get to Lake Moraine. Indeed, we are let through and can drive down the street – we had no longer dared to hope. Arrived at the parking lot, pours it out of buckets, the dogs look blank – you don't want anything out of it ?? With umbrella, Armed with rain jacket and gloves, we make our way to the mysterious lake. Here, too, there is still an impressive hustle and bustle, Crowds of people are waiting for their shuttle buses, Photos are snapped in the most impossible poses, everyone wants to get the best subject in front of their lens. The turquoise shimmering lake itself is beautifully situated at the foot of the massive rock walls, all around you can see the peaks of the three-thousanders. One can understand, that everyone wants to see this beautiful gem.

A few photos later, now wet and frozen, let's warm up in the car. In Lake Louise the messages are still checked, there is a good network here. I'm already looking forward to our campground at Bow Valley – but will be disappointed: the place is already closed !! What now – the other campsites are already closed, we would have to go back to the upper flow ?? Me old scaredy-cat would of course prefer to do that, my husband is sure of it, that no one controls at this time of year and simply stands on the next parking lot for hikers ?? I hope I can even close my eyes here – this is really uncomfortable for me (in the national parks it is forbidden under penalty, to spend a night away from the campsites)

And, I actually slept well and we didn't have a visit from the park ranger – good this way. After breakfast we put on our hiking boots, Boom Lake is the destination. To 1,5 hours we are at our destination, in front of us lies a pretty mountain lake, surrounded by some rock massifs. It's already too cool to stay longer, so after a few snapshots we make our way back. Back at the car, the same question as at the lecture: where do we park Henriette? ?? I'm still not entirely thrilled, but we decide, standing in the same parking lot for another night.

Today we have a really big hike planned – therefore, exceptionally, we have to get up earlier !! It's still very fresh in the morning (-1 City), but shortly after breakfast the temperatures climb to a comfortable level 15 City. Our destination today is Rockbound Lake, the route approximately 17 Kilometers long. First of all, it's uphill – just uphill and uphill, the gloves and hat go in the backpack very quickly. At some point we have reached the top, now it's nice and straight ahead in the sun, a phenomenal mountain panorama to the right and left. The last few meters have to be scrambled a bit, but we are compensated with a great view of the small lake in front. The Rockbound Lake itself is quite unspectacular, short drinking break, we're already on our way back. To 5,5 hours we are back at Henriette, now just put your feet up and don't move for the rest of the day !!!!

We sleep them 3. night in the parking lot – and indeed a ranger comes by the next morning !! Luckily I'm just taking the dogs for a morning walk, so my husband doesn't have to lie at all: "He's waiting here for his wife and in the meantime he's making a coffee – no, we did not stay here”. Tel, this just went well. We continue to Canmore, go shopping, take a walk around and in the place, waiting for our package to arrive. Unfortunately, no mail came from Germany – but we meet Tony, also a contact from Markus Gruse. He's super friendly, looks at our PM-Kat and thinks, you could just cap off the pot – a new pot would not be necessary ??

no idea, once again we are totally confused – on me, we have to call Mr. Gruse again. In any case, Toni recommends us a parking space at his company, we're going there in the evening. The sign says big and wide – No entry, Staff only – we are unsure again and drive to a place next to it. Right now we are enjoying our delicious hamburger, when there's a knock on the door !! A colleague of Toni tells us in a very friendly way, that we should follow him, he would bring us to the right place. This is how we stand 5 Minutes later, all alone on a river bed, not a soul far and wide and the place is even guarded – incredible. The friendliness of the people fascinates us again and again, we are really speechless !!!

Today again a day between hope, fear, Waiting – Tony wanted to help us, to clear out the CAT, but he shifts the timing 3 times. So we stroll through Canmore again, treat us to a cappuccino for 6 Dollar (Medium :)), check our emails, where is the eagerly awaited package from Germany?, try to clarify this by phone with DHL. After we 33 dollars duty paid, the first problem seems to be solved – however, we still have no news, when the exhaust will arrive ??

So, So stand in front of the workshop again and wait !!!

At some point Toni will have time for us and our muffler – and he starts right away with full force !! After an hour the pot is gone, then it's your turn, to clear the content. That turns out to be more difficult than expected, the inner workings of the KAT are not made of ceramic (as intended), but from a kind of crumpled foil. That stuff is really tough, hard and resistant, we use all kinds of tools to get to the bottom of the filter. After good 2 Hours, most of it crumbled out, you can already see the ground. Toni quickly welds a hole in the wall on the other side – and at some point he is satisfied and thinks, everything would be fine now. It's pitch black and freezing cold now, we'll clear everything up quickly, Tony has to go home, otherwise there is a risk of divorce !! We eat a quick supper and fall into bed dead tired.

The company gate is unlocked early the next morning, we get ready and wait for Toni. Against 10.00 he has time, goes straight to work and screws the pot back onto Henriette. I use the time, to take the boys for a walk to the dog park. There are several dog parks in Canmor, all are put to good use, because you are never allowed to walk without a leash in the city. Quappo is a coward again, so many strange dogs at once really intimidate him. Frodo also keeps his distance, only a few solitary dogs are greeted and sniffed. Back in the workshop, I see beaming faces: the pot is mounted again and Henriette jumped on without any problems – a stone falls from our hearts.

Toni's wife Tally and her dog Cleo have joined, the dogs get along great, we humans are equally likeable. Together we make our way to a huge dog run area, here you can walk great and the dogs are happy !!

Back at the car we drink another coffee, Of course, we have to answer countless questions about our vehicle and the dogs from all the Canadians who drive by, take a tour of Henriette with Toni and Tally and then say goodbye to them both. Now we have to fill up with water – that turns out to be difficult, since the public dump stations have already been winterized and the water has been shut off. So we ask Toni again, if we can tap water in his workshop. Clear, that's no problem, the two join them and Toni asks us, if we wouldn't feel like having a beer in the Sheepdog brewery ?? What a question – sure we have that !! The small brewery is straight 100 meters away, the location is really cool, very well attended, dogs are also allowed here, and the beer is great, delicious – the best, that we in 4 were allowed to drink Canada for months.

We say goodbye a second time, then drive to our private campground from Toni's company and enjoy the wonderful evening atmosphere at the lake.

At night we go out with the dogs, I hear a big splash – oh yes, Quappo fell into the water ????? no – Quappo is standing next to me and is completely dry ?? The flashlight is quickly fetched and we discover the splasher: a huge beaver swims around in front of us, and when he goes down, it splashes really loud every time – how sweet !!!

We sleep in on Sundays, look forward to, that we can get Gisela on the phone and get some information from Germany. The weather is bombastic, this is used for a major cleaning and a clean-up campaign in the storage room. Somehow we still haven't found the right place for all the junk – I believe, we just have too much with us !! Later we walk a long way along the river, it's so incredibly warm, Sweater and jacket are stowed in the backpack. In the evening we can sit outside for a while, while we observe 3 Pepper, who are on their way to work !!

On Mondays we get up early: there is a conference call with Markus Gruse in Germany. He plays on our engine, revised the motor control and installed new software – the engine power was thereby increased 320 PS (formerly 280) and the fuel consumption should now be up 23 – 25 liters level off (instead of as before 30 Liter) – we are very curious !!

Later we drive to Canmore in hope, that our package may have arrived – but it is not. On me, the weather is still unbelievable, so we make another trip to the huge dog park with the boys. We're sitting in the sun, enjoy the fantastic view, the beautiful foliage colors and the bright blue sky. Later we fill up Henriette's tank, to explain 5 Canadians, what kind of truck is that, what we plan to do and drive back to our pitch. In the twilight I go on a stalk to the beaver lodge – and lo and behold, five beavers buzz out , they are on their way to work, one is splashing in the water, makes waves – it's great fun, watching the little rodents.

The next morning I look at my cell phone and can't believe it at first: our package has actually been delivered- it's like christmas ! Nothing like springing up, put on , have breakfast, Gas round – and then we go to Canmore one last time !! The package has actually arrived, the exhaust is immediately stowed away, we'll stop by Toni's for a moment, then we're already on the highway. Today we make a real stretch and reach Cardston – a place 25 kilometers from the US border. We smack the last Canadian dollars on the head, treat us to a super delicious pizza (after half I have to pass, I have the feeling, about to burst – but there are grateful four-legged buyers :)), buy some more biscuits and donate the last coins to the cancer charity – Perfect !!!!
A bit of sadness arises, it is our last evening in this wonderful country – saying goodbye is really hard for us. Canada is an absolute dream country for campers, so much beautiful nature and wildlife, so incredibly friendly, helpful and open people – that exceeded all of our expectations many times over. We are thinking about, Will we just come back again next year? – there is still so much to discover ???