These are the mountains that are left behind when your bike points east toward the foothills and the bread basket of the flatter Canadian landscapes.
Nakota Lodge sits on an unbroken plane, the edge of which is garnished with vertical cliffs, sprigs of spruce and large fluid mirrors.
And then.......suddenly.......
You find yourself in the land of contradiction. In utter confusion you think you are dreaming. On one side of the road you have huge fields of pre-cereal. On the other hand, you wonder how you will be able to find a bowl big enough for the Shredded Wheat across the road. Talk about carb overload.
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