Stayed another day in the badlands, with the hoodoos and fossils.
Fascinating valleys, including the Horse Thief Canyon, which is like the Grand Canyon in miniature. In another few million years it could be as big!
The Red Deer River valley is a challenge to bridge builders, and one solution is a ferry. “Ring bell for service” made sense. “Stop” seemed redundant, since you need a special mentality to drive into the river when the ferry is not there.
The Royal Tyrrell Museum is world class, and does dinosaurs like nowhere else. I came to the conclusion that I would never make a paleontologist. It’s like having to master the physical geography of the world, and then layering it through millions of years. Even catching the names of all the dinosaurs, and the different ages they inhabited here is just formidable. Also the work of deciphering the bits and pieces of fossils, and coming up with skeletons that are reasonably accurate is frightening in its detail.
The campground here is first-rate, and we will likely stay an extra day so we can find someone who can fix the cruise control, which has gone on the blink. We need an oil change anyway, after driving such an enormous distance.
The camp site was full yesterday, and now is nearly empty … back to school and work for a lot of folk, and yes … I am sympathetic … really!!
The wi-fi has been absent for days, but should work here. No luck. My trusty web-master has gone fishing or something in North Dakota, but all it means is that I can not update this blog until things come back to life again.
I was going to write some comments about life on the road, and will do so if and when we stop gawking at hoodoos and dinosaur bones. Maybe tomorrow!