We continued riding along the Alaska Highway after we picked up our decals and ran into a furry friend upon entering British Columbia.
I believe this is the first time we’ve seen bison in the wild. You don’t see many of them around these days.
Wow! Where did they all come from?
After a full day of riding, this is exactly what we need.
We arrived after 8:00pm and were surprised to find out that the park doesn’t charge for admission this late in the day. Perfect! At the time we didn't know it, but on this very path we are walking on, August 17, 1997, Patti McConnell died from injuries while defending herself and her two children from a black bear attack. Raymond Kitchen heard the attack in progress, and was killed attempting to rescue. McConnell's son received a Star of Courage for his attempt to save his mother. Kitchen also received the honor, posthumously (from wikipedia). Tragic story indeed, but I thought we were overdoing it for carrying 2 canisters of bear spray and 2 smaller canisters for backup. You just never know. Better to be prepared than not.
The hot spring was enormous (2nd largest in Canada) and very well maintained.
There’s a tradition where people try and place a rock on a ledge that is located in the hottest region of the hot spring. It was a painful ordeal, but Amanda managed to get to it.
Recharged and refreshed we continued riding in search of a place to camp. We had a minor delay.
This gravel pit will do.
Once roamed the grasslands.
Hunted to near extinction.
Karma is a bitch.