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January/February 2005 issue	In this issue Table of Contents Feature: Range roamers In-depth: Canada’s bison The Inside Story Editor’s Notebook Reverberations Explorer À la carte Mosaic

As I guide the minivan around another switchback turn, the shadows of white spruce and lodgepole pine flickering over the road, my eyes dart from a sign warning of falling rocks to the dashboard temperature gauge. Near the top of the next incline, the radiator boils over, taking with it our chances of making it to the campground before dusk. We pull over and get out. Coolant drips, the engine sizzles, and somewhere past the edge of the road, where the woods descend into a broad valley, a small bird sings. I walk to the roadside and see it swaying on a spruce bough at eye level: flesh-coloured bill, black hood and buff flanks. The Oregon pink-sided junco throws back his head and lets loose a trilling song, declaiming his place in a montane world.

At this elevation, about level with the summit of Glacier National Park at Rogers Pass, everything — the bird, the trees, the road, the air — says Rocky Mountains. Truth is, we are hundreds of kilometres east of the mountains and still in Saskatchewan, on the road up onto the roof of Cypress Hills Interprovincial Park, which straddles the Alberta-Saskatchewan border. Given half a chance, prairie people will proudly tell you that it is higher than Banff and is, in fact, the highest point in Canada between Labrador and the Rockies.

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