Our time in Kamloops had ended. Before we knew it we were on the road with A&W breakfast sandwiches in our hands. We drove north towards Jasper. For the first while it was that same Wild West hilly terrain that surrounds Kamloops, but after that it turned into the rugged Rockies that I know and love. We climbed and climbed and climbed and found ourselves in the midst of snow capped mountains.
In the mountains we took a quick break. There was a Terry Fox Peak, and since we had already seen so much of Terry Fox we thought we should stop. There was a river running through the valley of the peak but it was too far down to get to. Instead we stood, marvelled at the peaks, ogled the largest crow ever, and then continued on our way.
When we made it to Jasper we were delayed by a pack of Bighorn Sheep. They were sitting on the highway, just like they do in Radium. I snapped a photo as we went passed and then we continued. Onward through Alberta, through Edmonton, and then... to Innisfree.
MBHD (My Better Half’s Dad) and MBHB (My Better Half’s Brother) were waiting for us, and when we arrived we had pork chops and mashed potatoes. It was nice to have a basic supper that fits in well with the staples of what I eat. Meat and potatoes. Mmmmm...
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