

Pleep loves the icefield road that runs through the park. Hey how come the glacier is still there with all this Glorebal warming? Spotting wild
life so far he's the only wild life we see...

The valet says "Aren't you the Collins from Boca? I remember your son Nick skiing here a few years back. " They

Allowed edict ey? Pleep promises he is no trouble.
Of course he wants to check in at the Pres Club....hoping they didn't talk
to the Jasper Lodge President's Club....or the spa staff for that matter. The incident with the waxing lady is still causing him to shriek once in a while.

Pleep loves the kilts and the pipes even though his tail kept getting in the
way. He was small enough to get underneath the pipers as they marched through. He wouldn't confirm what was going on under the kilts but he said these guys must have been real Scotsmen.

Please please I want to canoe...on Lake Louise. I promise not to jump out of the canoe. It just looks so lovely and I want to see if they have any relatives of the Loch Ness Monster here.
Nothing like a sun tan to dry out that fur....I didn't mean to tip over the canoe. Do you think I could get someone to bring us a nice cold beer to sip whilst we are laying about?

Pleep decides he has to try a new hotel...He wants to try his hand at French. Pleep's French is not too good and when they m


Mounties at last!!


Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh I should have been born in the 60's....they won't be able to find me in here.


Radisson here we come....that monkey keeps getting us kicked out by the not so understanding Canadians....he is sleeping in the car tonight!