Here is a close-up of the bubbling part. The black lines are likely from iron or some other heavy metal in the soil, which tends to run to the low portion as the percolating water creates little sand mounds. It's a kaleidoscope of white/black/pink sand constantly changing before your eyes. Pretty cool, actually.
I guess this is probably a raven that Bri is photographing. If anyone can tell from the photo whether or not it is indeed a raven, please let us know by leaving a comment. I guess I started thinking it must be a raven when it started saying "nevermore" over and over again.
Down the road just a little further is Athabasca Falls. The name Athabasca comes from the Cree word athapask-a-aw, which was actually first used to name a nearby lake (which we did not visit). It means "grass or reeds here and there."
Then on into Jasper for dinner and Motel. I can't for the life of me remember the name of this place, and I have been pulling up web pages like crazy without finding any which sound familiar. Bri, you were able to remember the pub in Banff. Do you remember this restaurant? Zac? Bev? This was another quite excellent meal, although it may not have quite matched what we had in Banff. This place basically had a forest of tropical plants all over and was, to a large extent, sort of a greenhouse / restaurant (with glass above us and on 3 sides).