A couple of weeks ago we decided to check out Writing on Stone Provincial Park. It's a little more than an hour away from us and I wanted to see what all the fuss was about.
One of the things that I love about this area are the hidden gems you find where you least expect them. As you drive to the Montana border, you see fields of whatever is growing. You wouldn't expect that if you ever so slightly descended into a coulee, you might enter an entirely different landscape and wonder what planet you landed on.
Hoodoos are one of my favorite things. We first saw them in Drumheller last year. They were roped off in Drumheller and we couldn't climb around them. At Writing, we were able to walk through them and climb them. It was great. Writing is known for its petroglyphs, but we didn't find any.....only graffiti, which is a shame, but fortunately there wasn't too much.
We went down to the Milk River and saw some folks floating by. I think this will be on our list of places to go camping in the future.
This was also our first trip taking Gracie along. We were concerned about how it would go and she was a little nervous on the trip out. When Gracie goes for a car ride she usually ends up with a needle stuck in her from the vet. She did wonderfully and even found a comfortable place in the van to stretch out and sleep all the way home.
I had hoped to hike in Waterton this year, but we've had so much rain this summer on the days I am off. Perhaps there will still be time. In any case, this northern tip of a desert is green and lush. Not bad.