Next morning we motored over to Lake Louise. It was a beautiful day - and the first really good one they had had this summer - and our spirits rose as we passed from one awe-inspiring mountain vista to another. We reached Lake Louise at lunchtime and spent the afternoon around that most picturesque of all mountain lakes, bright green and blue in the sunlight with the sparkling glacier of Mount Victoria rising at the far end. Sitting on an old wooden seat, Joanna, Sir William and I marvelled at the peace and beauty of it all. It even moved Sir William to song.
In the morning our driver had promised us a view of a Rocky Mountain bear, but without success. On the trip back all eyes were straining competitively, with Denis Capel-Dunn and Sidney Spurway upholding the key vision of the War Cabinet Offices, Mr Peel and Beryl Hibberd, the India Office, and the rest of us, the Foreign Office. The India Office won, for even before the driver had spotted it, Mr Peel saw a big brown fellow ambling through some trees near the road. We tumbled out of the bus and edged towards him. Denis made the most progress as a tracker, but before we got near enough for pictures he was off into the woods.
In the morning our driver had promised us a view of a Rocky Mountain bear, but without success. On the trip back all eyes were straining competitively, with Denis Capel-Dunn and Sidney Spurway upholding the key vision of the War Cabinet Offices, Mr Peel and Beryl Hibberd, the India Office, and the rest of us, the Foreign Office. The India Office won, for even before the driver had spotted it, Mr Peel saw a big brown fellow ambling through some trees near the road. We tumbled out of the bus and edged towards him. Denis made the most progress as a tracker, but before we got near enough for pictures he was off into the woods.
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