Miranda’s choice of a birthday activity this year was a trip to go see the “don dons” at the Royal Tyrrell Museum in Drumheller. The museum wasn’t open on her birthday proper, so we went today instead. It didn’t seem like a sure thing when we got up this morning: there were Weather Network alerts for snow squalls, and the map showed most of them hitting Drumheller and the highway out there.
But we gave it a go, and the roads weren’t perfect, but they were certainly passable. The weather still threatened, but in a “gosh, that’s pretty” sort of way.
We made it there just at noon, and we got some looking done before having some lunch.
It was nice and somewhat quiet there, although I did hear the cafeteria cashier say to a co-worker that it was busier today than she’d thought it would be. Ian did a great job of being interested and asking questions. Miranda was in heaven, of course. Scored a prehistoric marine life poster from the gift shop, along with a rubber Liopleurodon.
There was danger around every corner, though…
Run Ian, run! 
Don’t look now…
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Nice that it wasn’t busy and the weather cooperated.