Our journey to Jasper was memorable in more ways than one. We had hardly driven into the park when we saw our first mountain goats - they were quite large with thick white fur. Now this may not seem exciting but at first I thought they were white bears and was not really convinced that they weren't until I saw a picture of the goats in the Canada Parks pamphlet. The drive through the park was beautiful with lots of lakes and rivers in shades of aqua. The sun was shining and it was just a perfect day. Jasper, although very commercialised, was a quaint little town and obviously dependent on the tourist trade. There was a constant queue of people at the bakery which must be one of the favourite eating spots. They have a system where you buy your items cold and if you want them hot then you heat them yourself in the microwave. It was about the first time that we have come across buildings built of stone rather than timber and there were some beautiful buildings made out of the local stone. We camped in a national park campground about 4km from the town and a short drive to where you can catch the cable car to the top of the mountain.
It was a cold and damp night in the park and we just couldn't get warm. We had a resident little squirrel/chipmunk who kept us entertained by jumping from branch to branch and gathering its food. It didn't seem to worry about the presence of humans at all.
It was a cold and damp night in the park and we just couldn't get warm. We had a resident little squirrel/chipmunk who kept us entertained by jumping from branch to branch and gathering its food. It didn't seem to worry about the presence of humans at all.
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