This is 9th Street, a block away from the main Street, and across from a yarn store. Check out that mountain. If you looked down the street in the opposite direction you'd have a similar view. Yes, that's my vehicle on the left.
No trip is complete unless I visit a yarn shop, if there is one, and I found a very nice place called Knit & Caboodle.
I was immediately impressed when I walked in the store. There was quite a variety of yarn, many that I recognized, Cascade, Sirdar, Manos del Uruguay, Madeline Tosh, Malabrigo, etc., and some that were new to me.
What I really liked was the support of local entrepreneurs: a couple of independent dyers, TwoJuniper Yarns and Bohoknits and yarn bowls by Canmore potter, Katie Borrowman. One of the bowls followed me home as well as a skein of yarn for my Travel Afghan - more on my purchases another time. The lady who was working was very nice and a talented knitter. This is a shop that I look forward to visiting again.
The drive back to Calgary was much quicker. It turns out that I really was on a secondary road when I went to Canmore. I was on highway 1A, the old Trans-Canada, not highway 1, a busy, well-maintained divided highway.