Running From Rain in Jasper
Less than an hour away from Mt. Robson, Jasper National Park is one of the most well-known parks in Canada and one that inspired this trip. We finally crossed into Alberta aka the provincial finish line and were greeted with more beautiful mountains and a toll both that required us to pay admission for every night we planned to spend camping. All in all, it cost us $135 CAN to get into Alberta (it would have been less, but we opted to buy the two year pass incase we get the urge to return soon, which is likely).
The town of Jasper was unexpectedly modern and had more of a resort atmosphere than a park atmosphere. Having previously booked our campsite while in Alaska, we went straight to our spot at the alluring Whistler campground. After checking in to our site, there were two things that were clear: there was an unlimited supply of firewood and momma elks were abundant. According to the mounty who checked us in, they have been known to charge at campers who encroach on their baby elks. This was unnerving to hear since we have two very curious and brave dogs who like to bark and charge at animals themselves. Luckily, this didn’t end up being an issue. Apparently our dogs have elk blindness and didn't notice them when they casually strolled through our campsite less than 50 feet away.
The park, as expected, was beautiful. We attempted one treacherous hike but our intense bearanoia and the more than obnoxious amount of mosquitoes took away from our enjoyment. The dogs liked it though. The majority of our time in Jasper was spent avoiding rain, which also detracted from our enjoyment of the park, but we made the most of it and saw what we could during our time there before heading to the grand finale of our camping trip: Banff.