We changed and hit the springs. It is not a pool like some others we have seen. There are steps going down into the water and seats along that one side, but the other side is left wild. The bottom felt like pea gravel, and did not hurt the feet at all. So, we are there soaking up the heat when we are approached by a man who I did not recognize...without his clothes...it was Jon! We spent some time talking to them and comparing our days since Dawson Creek. I think we stayed in the water about 45 minutes before heading back to the van completely relaxed.
We saw a heard of Bison there are the springs as well. Some of them were limping really bad. I asked the person at the admission booth about them and she said they had been hit by a car. They were having a tough time keeping up with the herd. She said they would most likely have to put down as they would not be able to survive like that. Sad.
We arrive in Watson Lake early in the afternoon. It is a busy place. We stop to fuel and consult our guidebooks for a campground. It appears there are a couple places just outside of town. We refuel the van there before leaving town...diesel was $4.54 a gallon!!! I try not to think about it. Yeah, that works.
So, we head out to find the Lake Watson Campground. It shows it being just off the highway, but in actuality it is several miles off on a gravel road. We proceed slowly and arrive at the park in a few minutes. There are two loops. One at the lake and the first one in the woods. We find a spot in the first loop and settle in for the night.