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View from the "Dining Room".
Note my African Violet, hybridized by my grandfather
and named for my dauther, Tina. It has survived
the bouncing journey quite well lodged
in a tissue box. |
We drove east on the Yellowhead Highway to Jasper, stopping for lunch at a pullout overlooking a fast moving creek.
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| Threatening skies hide the larger mountains |
Jasper is a nice small resort town in Jasper National Park in the northern Canadian Rockies.
For the first time in many, many weeks, we ran into rain. Skies are overcast and sprinkling off and on, not good weather for appreciating mountain scenery.
So, we (this "we" means me) washed clothes at a laundromat in town and walked around downtown Jasper, checking out the shops.
We drove east to the northeast corner of the park where we stopped to register for a campsite, then drove a little further to Milliete Hot Springs for a dip in the 104 degree mineral pool.
The scenery was spectacular, but it was strange to be in our bathing suits in the hot, steaming pool with lifeguards standing around dressed in parkas, ski hats and goves. Great relaxing way to end a chilly, nasty day.
We returned to the RV for a light dinner. With no electricity, internet or phone, we played some cards and went to sleep early.
