I am officially out of my comfort zone. Our stay at Whistlers Campground in Jasper National Park marked the last place we had reservations anywhere until we reach Denali State Park in Alaska. For an overly zealous planner like me, this situation is causing an undue amount of stress.
Alan and I had made a conscious decision to keep our calendar as wide open as possible for the weeks we would be spending in Canada and Alaska. (Our friend Bernie would be proud of us.) That would allow plenty of flexibility in our itinerary so that we could stay a bit longer in any town or campground that caught and held our attention. Despite the angst, I do still think that was the right choice for this kind of trip, but that doesn’t mean I have to like it. And for the record, I don’t.