Yesterday, on my daily morning stroll to work - I saw 4 bull elk down on the river as I was crossing the bridge. They were all standing on the frozen Bow River, with the background of giant grey rocky mountains behind them. Two of them were doing a little elk dance, a light rut if you will, it didn't look to serious. They were locked in the classic positon of antlers entwined and I could hear the sound of horn on horn as they connected. Cool. I thought to myself. Only in Banff.
After this auspicious beginning to my day, the day rolled by rather quickly. Just a usual day, with an unusual beginning.
On my daily stroll home, I stopped by the local ski shop - you know the place, the one the local's hang out at to drink coffee and talk smack. The owner, my friend Jason - was standing out front of the store when I showed up. What's going on? I trilled. We're having a bacon sale. He replied.
Jason had just got back from a road trip to Revelstoke and he had been delayed on the highways and he was a hungry boy. My husband who works part time at the shop, was also warming the counter and business was slow. I think the boys were just bored and hungry, but out of boredom a brilliant marketing idea was born: A Bacon Sale!
So, they posted the following message to their fans on Facebook: