Happy Canada Day!
Last night Winnie got to experience her first thunderstorm, let’s just say she isn’t a fan. It rained torrentially throughout the night, my tent managed to hold up pretty good though. To be so close to nature and hear the rain beating down so violently upon my tent was actually quite nice, in it’s own way it was genuinely peaceful.
After waking up and getting everything packed and ready to go I headed into the site office, the owner had hyped up the coffee the day before and I was eager to try it. I do love my coffee, there was a time I put my coffee maker in my bedroom just out of reach of my bed so I’d have to get up to pour myself a cup as that sweet aroma welcomed me with open arms, best alarm clock I ever had! Upon greeting the owner again she gave me a cup on the house and encouraged me on my journeys. Salmon Valley Campground certainly was a great choice for a place to spend the night.
I was back on the road again, this time heading toward Dawson Creek. I decided I would take my time, really take in the scenery and try to take more pictures for all the see, there is so much beauty everywhere you look it’s hard to pick a spot sometimes, if I stopped at every scenic spot on the way to my destination I’d need more than 3 months, perhaps 3 years to travel across Canada. I pulled out my drone more often and worked on getting some pretty cool aerial shots I feel people will enjoy.
On the way to Dawson Creek I passed through a town called Chetwynd, it was unlike any place I’d ever seen before. The entire town was full of incredibly detailed and eccentric wooden carvings from the moment you enter to the moment you leave.
At last I arrived in Dawson Creek and found a place to camp, I met some fellow adventures that were heading up to Alaska and we shared our travel stories with one another, Winnie had a blast too as she got to run around and play with their dogs.
I decided since that since it was Canada Day I’d go see the towns fireworks. The show definitely had that small town vibe to it, not the wildest show of fireworks I’d ever seen but I was glad I went regardless.
As I drove back to camp I realized just how much longer it stays bright out, the horizon still had it’s fiery glow at 11:30 pm! I have noticed how it’s getting colder the further north I go more often now, while I knew it would, it’s another thing all together when it becomes tangible, at least I have a toasty sleeping bag to brave the territories with because I plan on seeing them soon!
Your pics and descriptions are all awesome and interesting. Keep enjoying