I found myself leaving camp a bit late this morning, the owner was a kind lady who assured me all was well while I finished up my blog post. I got on the road around noon heading out towards Jasper, the sun shone brightly above me bringing out the colors in the landscape ever so vibrantly. I watched as the lowly farmland began to change into rolling hills as faint snow capped mountains began to reveal themselves far off in the distance, the roads rising and diving with increasing intensity until the titanic structures of rock took center stage, I had arrived back in the mountains.
I continued pressing forward, reaching the entrance at last, I had arrived at Jasper Nation Park. Merely a few minutes in, having barely arrived, I found myself in complete awe at the sublime scene before me, majestic in resplendent glory. Mountains standing tall and proud adorned with all sorts of lively evergreens, steep grassy regions, wide fast flowing rivers with an aqua tint rushing beside isolated pools of water so crystal clear you could view the bottom with ease.
Driving along I found myself stopping constantly as I took time to appreciate the radiant beauty that revealed itself everywhere I looked. Wildlife would graze right beside the road feasting on the various greens with minimal worry of the public snapping pictures nearby. I looked off into the distance where a storm was gathering, lightning crashed down to the earth in resplendent fashion briefly illuminating the darkened areas where the rain had begun to fall. Rumbles of thunder reverberated off the mountainous landscape, making itself known to the distant observer.
It wasn’t too long until I arrived at the town of Jasper, a small but lively village. Tourists scurried about like busy ants in and out of the various shops that lined up along the road. I drove around observing the sights for a short while before setting off along the winding roads that weaved throughout the mountains once more.
The detour was well worth it and I found myself heavily rewarded for choosing to do so, the scenery was a marvelous sight to behold. I saw all sorts of wildlife, even catching a glimpse of a black bear with her cub that walked so close to my car I could have reached down and pet her had I chose to. I arrived at Maligne Lake where I took in the scenery and ventured back to town.
Wanting to enjoy the view during the daytime I chose to camp a little ways past the town of Jasper, the sun having just disappeared behind the mountains. On the way to my resting place I saw a sizable bear maybe 1 km from my campsite being shooed off by a park ranger who informed me of their frequency in the area. Arriving at the campground the clerk told me they had exactly one spot left, it’s kinda funny how often this happens, someone up above must be looking out for me. After setting up my tent I pulled out the laptop and having barely sat down two bats darted out of the sky mere inches from my face devouring a bug, startled I nearly fell out of my chair, Ah the joys of being so close to nature.
