Day 6: Val Marie, 3374.6 km
Saskatchewan is called the land of the living skies. The endless horizon and rolling grass hills are a magnificent stage for the ever-changing clouds. While crossing the province we diverged from the cross-Canada highway and took secondary roads south-west, close to the border with the States. As the towns got smaller and smaller the grain elevators got bigger and the farms and fences started to drop off. We saw empty land which – so far as we could tell – was unclaimed, with no electrical wires and no houses. We had the long, straight road to ourselves with the exception of a couple cars, one truck, a small fox and a deer. Late in the evening we arrived at Val Marie, a one road town with about 100 residents at the entrance to the Grasslands National Park. The information office was closed so, with the sun going down, we drove into the National Park and camped by the first sign we found. The mosquitoes were tiny, numerous and persistent, making it unpleasant to cook dinner and set up the tent.