A blanket of frost covered the land, sparing nothing from its icy touch. I was on the road bright and early, for I had a lot of ground to cover if I was to make it home to Coquitlam for Thanksgiving. My partner Jenn had been incredibly patient while I’d traveled the country and I knew making it home for dinner that day would mean a lot to her.
Countless memories filled my mind as I headed south, it was difficult knowing the adventure was coming to its end. Pictures of the many places I’d visited came rushing in, overwhelming my thoughts and filling me with all sorts of emotions.
Sometimes some of the best places to visit are close to home. I discovered one of those places on the way that left me in complete awe, the Fraser Canyon. Mountains surrounded the highway as it cut a path across the land, taking those who ventured its roads along steep cliffs, through lengthy tunnels bored through the thick rock and beside rushing rivers that lay at the feet of the rocky giants.
I could’ve spent the entire day exploring that canyon but I still had a dinner to make it to. As I finished driving through the scenic land I promised myself I would return sometime soon and explore it in greater depth.
I entered the home stretch where a thick of traffic welcomed me back to the busy city. Crawling along I drove to my destination, arriving just in time for Thanksgiving dinner. A table of smiling faces greeted me, eager to hear my tales of adventure as I began to stuff my face. I felt proud as I shared my stories, I’d accomplished quite the feat and the memories made me smile.
This isn’t the last of Canadian Adventuring, for this trip has increased my desire to explore more, to see more, to travel more and see the world. If you’ve made it this far, thank you for taking the time to read my blog and view the many pictures I’ve taken, I hope it’s kindled a burning desire to go out and explore for yourselves, to build your own unique stories of adventure. The next chapter begins soon!