On Saturday, my significant other (SO) and I went for a drive. Started by going south from Calgary to Longview, then west on Hwy 541 to Highwood Junction, north on 40 (which is closed from 1 Dec to 15 June to allow the animals peace and quiet) to the winter gates, then the Smith-Dorien trail to Canmore for dinner.
Heading west out of Okotoks, we get a good view of the Rockies, capped in a light dusting of snow from the other day.

Driving west from Longview, the scenery was dry scrub and no traffic.

Once passed the closed gas station at Highwood Junction, the road starts to climb up into the mountains, with some of the stunning scenery we have gotten used to living here.

We stopped for a picnic lunch at Cat Creek (how could we not?). Then the flurries started ... And soon we were at Highwood Pass. Apparently the highest paved through road in Canada at 2206 metres, so I figure we set an altitude record.

I can easily believe it, since that spot is higher than the highest peaks east of Calgary and south of 60. See http://www.peakbagger.com/list.aspx?lid=12002 for the heights.
Once we turned onto the Smith-Dorien Trail, I pulled over at Sawmill and my SO took over. This was a major event. My SO had surgery on her right foot in July, so for the first couple of weeks that we had the Deli she couldn't even get in the front seat. The first Deli meet in Calgary in August marked the first time she got into the front passenger seat.
Finally she felt her foot was well enough to try driving, but wanted no traffic. And the Smith-Dorien fits that bill. It also has huge sentimental meaning -- when we were out here in 1996 on our house hunting trip for the move to Calgary, she was just learning to drive, and that stretch of SD was the first piece of road she ever drove on when not in a driver ed car! So it was appropriate that it would be another first -- her first time driving the Delica.

That gave me the opportunity to photograph the snowy road, and the bighorn sheep grazing by the side of the road.

I took over for the plunge down into Canmore:

There we spotted in the distance what we thought was a Delica. Closer examination as it parked revealed a Toyota TownAce. The driver saw us stop, she came over with a big grin and said, "Nice to meet friends." Not that we had ever met before. She's had hers since the spring, got it in Vancouver. What a lovely way to top off the day.
Of course, when my SO and I are in Canmore, we go to Chez Francois for dinner. Then the mad dash east on the Trans-Canada back home. 375 km later we were snug in bed.