Grasslands 

Nothing but rolling hills of grass, meandering bison and scurrying prairie dogs for as far as the eye can see. That’s what you can expect from a visit to Grasslands National Park in the southwest corner of Saskatchewan, which was our last stop in Canada before crossing back into the United States today on our road trip to Nebraska. 

We pulled in last night in the middle of high winds that made driving the RV like steering a sailboat. After a fitting steak dinner, we turned in – just in time for the amazing lighting show on the horizon. 

This morning we took a walk along the nearest ridge to watch the bison herds and avoid rattlesnakes. The woman at the visitor centre told us about the rule of thumb, which is that if you can’t  cover a bison with your thumb nail, you should get back in your vehicle. Fry Lodge, moving on. 

Fry Family Truckster 

oTENTiks: Part tent part cabin. For glampers 

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