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Atlas Coal Mine

Ford Canada was cool enough to let us review a 2014 Ford Escape for a week.  Driving it around Saskatoon was cool enough but what better thing to do with a Ford Escape than take a road trip.  We decided to go to Drumheller and see the Atlas Coal Mine.  Below is the only remaining coal tipple in Canada.

 

The coal tipple at The Atlas Coal Mine

Before taking the tour of the facility, we walked around and found this 80 year old wooden truss bridge near the mine site.  As you can see, the bridge is rotting, condemned, dangerous, and actually has rattlesnakes living in it.  Of course we wandered across and took some photos.  None of us fell through or were bit.  There is always next time.Jordon Cooper taking a photo on the wooden truss bridge near East Coulee and Atlas Coal Mine

Back in the Atlas Coal Mine, I wandered in on this photo shoot.  I snapped a couple of photos myself.

A model shoot at the Atlas Coal Mine

This is called the walk from hell.  Each day the miners had to walk up 191 steep stairs in all kinds of weather conditions.  It is also where Jordon tore his left quad.  This group was able to climb down, our group had to walk up the steps.

The Walk from Hell at the Atlas Coal Mine

This is our guide.  Like all of the staff at the Atlas Coal Mine, she was funny, engaging, and knew her stuff.

Our guide at the Atlas Coal Mine

The photos were taken with my Olympus PEN camera but I had the amazing 45mm f1.8 lens on it.  This tiny prime lens was amazing in low light and inside the many buildings that make up the Atlas Coal Mine site.  If you are looking for a great travel camera, this is it.   Thanks to Don’s Photo in Saskatoon for letting me try out such an amazing lens for a day.

In case you are looking for more Atlas Coal Mine photos, my photoset is here.

Off to Winnipeg

Air Canada Jazz CRJ200 refueling

I got onto one of these today (an Air Canada Jazz CRJ-200) and flew to Winnipeg where I will be taking some training for Safeway as a part of their transition to being owned by Sobey’s.  The plane isn’t that large but the flight isn’t that long.

The last time I flew into Winnipeg James Armstrong Richardson International Airport, I was on a flight from Toronto with my family that was part our journey north from Georgetown, Guyana in 1975.  Of course that airport is long gone (although Bryan Scott has some great photos of it).

The only bad part of the trip is that while we are in a nice hotel near the airport, I won’t have time to get down to The Forks for some Dahl Puri.  That’s on my list for next time.