Flat prairies, but some rolling hills. Elaine says the prairies are fascinating, from the endless fields of grain to the magnificent skies.
At last the wind has dropped, and the skies are living up to the tourist literature.
Stopped off in the little town of Wolseley, where folk still greet you in the street with a smile (like Elora!).
Really a typical Saskatchewan town, with a grain elevator and the Canadian Pacific railway. The gas station guy was straight out of Corner Gas, and a lot more helpful than Canadian Tire.
Normally we stay on main roads, but were seduced to the Qu’Appelle Valley, largely because friend Bill in Elora said we should. So we took a right at Indian Head and sure enough, the valley is impressive. The snag (there is always at least one) is that the road around the lake was incredibly bumpy, imperiling our well-abused trailer even further. Eventually we ended up in Fort Qu’Apelle, which seemed to be minus a fort … but beautiful anyway.
Shopping is an unfortunate necessity, and Regina proved excellent, with an impressive array of the usual outlets. At last we found some seaweed strips, so Elaine can make some more sushi.
On to Moose Jaw, where the flat plains suddenly turn into rolling hills. An area north of Moose Jaw has been turned back to its original prairie grass, and there is a herd of buffalo. So of course we had to go to the Buffalo Pound Provincial Park. Another dreadful piece of road! We chose a non-electrical site, and have most of this to ourselves, apart from some deer. Trees, low hills, and a lake. Wonderful! Naturally we have not seen any buffalo, but maybe tomorrow?
Should you be tempted to visit this park, be aware that the buffalo may be elusive, but the mosquitoes are not.