I have a tendency to focus on the negative. Over the past three days, I drank and packed and drove, and the only detail that stands out as worthy of recording is the dead bear I saw on the Transcanada. It was on the other side of the road, so we only caught a glimpse as we drove by, but it looked like a smallish probably not quite adult black bear. There was a guy standing next to it who looked like a park ranger or animal control type person, and another guy (the one who must have hit it) standing next to a camper.
I guess it's fortunate that a camper and not a smaller car hit the bear, or there might have been dead people too. I guess it's also better that the bear was actually dead rather than badly injured. But man, what a horrible thing. I've run into bears in the woods a couple of times, and that is a terrifying experience, but it's much, much better to see bears alive than roadkilled.