Alberta camp

Last night was a dream camp.

The sun finally faded behind the clouds and let the temperature drop to... somewhere around perfect.

I talked to another camper just before turning in, and asked him if he had heard the coyotes howling.

I guess he comes there often. He said a pack of coyotes stay a ways off from the campground and don't bother anybody. I was surprised - the campground has a little corral with sheep and goats for children to feed every morning.

He told me that the coyotes would probably wake me up howling at 3:00.

He only missed it by 30 minutes.

I thought this was an interesting image:

It's not a sunset - it's 180 degrees from this one:

The thin blade of sunshine that the clouds were letting through reflected off the clouds on the east.

I climbed out of the sack this morning without shivering or scrambling to get into something warm.

A perfect morning - probably 65 F.

I checked the thermometer on the bike - OK - 56 degrees, but it FELT like 65!

A big difference from the previous night on the Icefields Parkway.

I wonder why?

:-)

7:00am and they are opening the gate.

Time to find a McBlog center eastward.