Two weekends ago, Sylvia and I journeyed down to Kananaskis to enjoy the outdoors. Here's our cabin. Scroll down for more shots, and do...

"ARTOO...blasted droid...never should have removed the restraining bolt..."

I was afraid of being attacked by bears, but as it turns out, rogue snowshoers were the real hazard.

Stumped.

Sylvia scans the horizon for the lost R2 unit, just before being bushwacked by sandpeople.

A mountain. The interactive display kiosk thingy played a stirring rendition of "Also Sprach Zarathrustra," or however you spell ...

Looking towards the future.

Stumped again.

On our way back home, several sheep tried to run us off the road, but were ultimately unsuccessful.