No such luck. But Rolley Lake Provincial Park was shelter enough for the night, so Patrick rigged a fairly solid setup and we hunkered down for another twelve hours of tent time and popcorn sounds on the tarp.
other than the rain, it was a lovely little park
Heading northeast in the morning, we enjoyed a blessedly dry drive through Sasquatch Provincial Park...
Sasquatch took the photo
we have finally mastered lunch on the run
... and also through Hells Gate where we skipped the touristy airtram but definitely enjoyed the views.
taken from a shaky bridge
not pictured: the gorgeous gorges we drove through on the southern end
We considered plowing onward but it had been a long day so we landed at Skihist Provincial Park for the evening. It was dry.
IT WAS DRY!!
The camp host was really friendly and gave us some great tips for the rest of our cross-Canada adventure. Patrick begrudgingly joined me for a quick hike up the mountain for a view of the other mountain. I had been sitting all day and wanted to walk, he wanted a campfire - but with at least three hours of daylight left we both got our way.
from Stein Lookout
we have a nice picture too
in the end he was glad we did this
On the way back down to the campsite we saw what was either a black bear or a raven. It all happened so fast, and it was in the bushes, so we can't be sure. Other than that and the very loud campers nearby, we had a really peaceful night, a warm campfire, and a sky full of stars and a moon to enjoy.
The goal for the next day was Glacier National Park (Canadian style). It was quite a slog and we pulled it off... but everything was still snowed under and camping was not a possibility.
see you next time, Glacier National Park
So we ended up in Golden, BC at the municipal campground next to the river and across from the train tracks. It was warm, it was dry, it was fine... except for the trains. Nothing but train after train after train. The campground office even had t-shirts for sale, "Yes, it's the train." Or something like that. We only heard one or two train whistles, though, and the lovely views (and the celebratory wine in honor of an anniversary of sorts) helped us to not care about the noise.
celebratory wine: best enjoyed from Oregon beer festival plastic mugs
the river views really were quite lovely...
... note the rare absence of trains
As an aside, all our interactions with locals have been so pleasant - they wave at you when you pass them on the road, they give you helpful and useful advice, they don't rag on you too much about the Bush eras (but they also don't hesitate to remind you that those years sucked for everyone outside of the US - yes, we know, they sucked for many of us in the US as well).
various ducks in the marshy distance
Yoho National Park was not too far from Golden so we were able to score a good campsite at the Monarch campground, and a killer spot at Kicking Horse which opened the next morning.
We opted for Yoho instead of Banff just to get a lesser traveled view of the Rockies, but we did spend some time in Banff too. Here are a few highlights - the rest can be found on Flickr... Suffice to say, we need another six months just in the Rockies.
we've had worse campsites (Monarch)
Wapta Falls hike (Yoho)
Mirror Lake hike (Banff)
attempting - and eventually giving up on - Little Beehive lookout (Banff)
mandatory photo of Lake Louise (Banff)
the best campsite in the world -
or at least at the Kicking Horse campsite
Hamilton Falls lunch spot (Yoho)
Emerald Lake just before we got rained out (Yoho)
spring has sprung
And now we are outside of Calgary helping a hard-working couple on their bison ranch. Quite a drastic change from the farms on Gabriola Island and a week in the Canadian Rockies, but it's been great so far. More to come on the ranch, but for now we're looking forward to seeing some old friends tomorrow and getting out to dinosaur land on Sunday!