Someday I should really plan a trip a little better but to be honest I much prefer winging it. I do enough planning in my job, I prefer my off time to be gloriously unstructured. I zipped through Bashaw on September 21, 2015 on my motorcycle. It was only a high of 9C and I was definitely chilled. Or more precisely, I froze. I took a quick stop to attempt to warm up. I was running a little behind schedule so I only spent a few minutes there. There are a few interesting things that I will have to check out at a later date.