A few days later, Joan and I said goodbye to Vancouver Island and all of the relatives and adopted relatives, and re-boarded the BC Ferry back to the mainland. We headed east to Banff National Park, where we had planned to rendezvous with my parents and siblings, who were driving up from Indiana.
I was surprised when we actually found them. Our plans had been very vague and Banff National Park is huge. I had planned to meet them at Banff’s East Gate, but after a long day’s futile wait, my wife and I decided we had better try to get a campsite for the night. Upon arriving at the nearby campground, low and behold, who did we meet, but my family.
Remember, this was a time long before mobile phones and communication between people in undisclosed places, so our hooking up with my family, was just a matter of chance. It seemed remarkable that we were able to find each other in that huge park with so many campgrounds. In the end however, we all decided to move to another campground, after spotting a black bear who meandered out of the bush, and then nonchalantly looked into my brothers’ tent.
After five days of hiking, sightseeing, camping, wild animal encounters, all of the usual mountain park activities in Banff and Jasper National Parks, my wife and we said good-bye to my family and we headed back to Vancouver Island where we had a dental appointment.
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