When we last posted, we were in Sumas, WA with some kind and neighborly folks. Dan the manager was extremely helpful, and others around us friendly and welcoming. Our closest neighbor was John and his pup, Brandy. John shared his homemade smoked Chinook Salmon with us and fixed a door handle part that had slipped out of place. All he would take in return was a big "thanks" and a promise to pass on the kindness. Thanks John.
As we waved goodbye, we were grateful for the visit in Sumas. All the errands complete as we headed for the border. As we arrived at the booth, the stern-faced guards asked the necessary questions and decided we were okay to pass along.
Off we went down the highway, never quite knowing what to expect, and soon were surprised by a caravan of circus trucks moving in our direction.
Tone couldn't resist a photo like that. Soon we traveled through country scenery that looked like it came right off a calendar.
We stopped at a little town called Cache Creek for the night. The next day after breakfast at Cheryl's Place ( thinking of Tone's sister ) we headed for Prince George.
We had a chance to capture a picture of the Royal Canadian Mounted Police Headquarters building there.
It was starting to rain and the driving was a bit tedious, but it was still early in the day so we pressed on. After we passed through Prince George, we found a site at a campground on Fraser Lake, about 100 miles east toward Prince Rupert.
The lake the day after the rain.
The monstrous carved bear was fun, and as always was rewarded with a friendly pat!
A wonderful surprise happened for me during the night when I was awakened to the call of a loon! It was a wonderful experience that did leave me a bit homesick in the morning! Latona and I walked to the edge of the lake and were rewarded.
The next day, we decided to go a far as we could toward Prince Rupert. It is impossible to describe the beauty of this route as we traveled through the snow-covered peaks, saw our first glacier in BC, and marveled at the beauty of the high lakes, meadows and waterfalls,
The edge of the glacial shelf is partially visible in the valley between the two peaks above.
The River rushing in Moricetown Canyon inspired these photos. At this point, we have left the Fraser Valley and entered the Bulkley Valley which we followed for many miles.
As we traveled we noticed that many of the buildings we saw were made from logs, either pine or white spruce.
And we noticed small wooden churches nestled in little towns.
We recorded several other things we noticed: there was almost NO litter along the roadsides, almost no For Sale signs anywhere, and within one ten mile stretch, warning signs for Moose crossing, Elk crossing, and Deer crossing. One could only hope!
The province also provided many many Rest Stops all along the roads we traveled. This is one of the smallest ones we found.
We pushed through the day and made it to Prince Rupert around six in the evening and found a suitable spot for a few days. We saw two deer, one fox and one black bear along these final three hundred miles.
It was good to arrive, have a resting day or two, and anticipate getting on that ferry, and entering Alaskan waters.
It has been a long, long road and sometimes I wonder about the miles we have yet to cover and then I stop and try to realize that it is the journey that counts. Each day is a gift, and we will try to embrace each one we are given! That is, in reality, all we have.
PS. Latona is having a catnap as I write this post! Smile!
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