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.
Ooooooh.
Ahhhhhhhhhhh!
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.
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| 701 km |
Once
roamed the grasslands.
Hunted
to near extinction.
Karma
is a bitch.
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