
Carving along cliffs and cobble bays, Highway 17 delivers big water drama. Stop at Old Woman Bay, Agawa Rock pictographs, and Katherine Cove’s pale sands. Thunderheads, freighters, and sudden rainbows perform daily theater, while nearby trails grant solitude and soft moss underfoot when engines finally go quiet.

A ribbon of asphalt slips through lakes and bogs where moose browse lilies and loons warble dusk lullabies. Paddle quiet bays, climb fire towers, and watch mist lift like curtains. In fall, maples flare red thunder, and every pullout becomes a front-row seat to timeless seasonal change.
Highway 22 grazes the Rockies’ shadow, passing ranch gates, historic towns, and rivers braided with light. Learn local lore at small museums, ride horses through sweet clover, and watch storms build cathedral towers of cloud. Sunset here turns fence lines to gold wires strumming country songs.
Following the Red Coat Trail, stories of prairie policing and pioneer grit unfold. Southward, Cypress Hills rise like an island of cooler air and lodgepole pine. Drive to lookouts where bison once roamed, then stargaze in dark skies so deep you’ll whisper without knowing why.
Between Lakes Winnipeg and Manitoba, roads thread fishing docks and Icelandic heritage. Visit Gimli’s murals, nibble pickerel cheeks, and continue to Hecla-Grindstone’s beaches, marsh boardwalks, and lighthouse walks. Calm water mirrors pastel evenings, and the smell of bonfires drifts across campgrounds while pelicans trace silent arcs.
Highway 99 climbs from crashing surf to hanging glaciers, connecting Squamish’s granite spires with Whistler’s bike paths and alpine meadows. Pull over at Tantalus views, feel waterfalls gust cool spray, and savor bakeries where powdered sugar decorates both croissants and the smiles of wind-flushed travelers.
This loop links surf towns, mossy forests, and quiet coves where sea stars cling to tidal pools. Coffee steam mingles with cedar scent as logging roads turn to coastal vistas. Watch surfers trace silver lines at dusk and listen for ravens telling jokes along the shoulder.
Trace Highway 3A beside green water, then ride the Kootenay Lake ferry, a free glide between mountain walls. Explore artisans’ studios, heritage hot springs, and orchard stands. Bald eagles patrol thermals, old sternwheeler stories haunt docks, and each turnout feels like a personal invitation to linger.
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