After 11.5 hours of driving in our ROAMERICA campervan, we pulled into a gas station on the west side of Glacier National Park. It had been a while since we stopped so we were both eager to get out of the car. We pulled into a gas station to refuel the car and ourselves in preparation for the drive to our campground. We got gas, some souvenir patches and continued driving on our route into the park.
Up until now, I had only visited Canada one other time. It was last year, around this same time, when I had made an extended trip to the east coast to visit a bunch of friends. During one of the weekends I was there, we made a trip to Toronto. As wonderful as that adventure was, this is not the time for that story. This is a story about one of the most beautiful national parks I’ve ever had the pleasure of visiting; Canada’s first national park, Banff National Park.
Waking up for sunrise has always been one my favorite things to do. Today was no different. We had an almost 700-mile drive ahead of us and it was 4 AM. Coffee was brewing, our car was packed to the brim. Our plan was to stop at Maryhill Stonehenge and Rowena Crest Viewpoint for sunrise on the way out of Portland with our ROAMERICA campervan, for our long journey to Glacier National Park. With coffee mugs in hand, we got out of the door around 4:30 AM.