I know Bruce posted some yesterday, but the two parks are really special places. There were totally full of people though, quite a change from Alaska and the north country.
Maligne Canyon was spectacular, from five to forty feet wide at the top, 30 to several hundred feet deep. A well developed trail gave lots of great view points, and there were built to look into the depths. We hiked to the fourth bridge, and saw a small black bear come down the side of the hill. He sniffed around a while, flummoxed by the canyon, ended up on the inside of the fence that was to keep hikers safe, and finally headed back up from whence he came. Here he was 6 feet outside the fenced trail, about 10 feet from three young adult Asian women. They didn't quite know what to do, as the canyon was behind them and no where to go.
The canyon was in a lush forest, the ground totally covered with a mat of green.
The drive through the parks was spectacular, mountains on both sides, turquoise waters in the rivers and lakes (due to the glacial flour suspended in them) and great waterfalls.
Helen
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