Ok, it’s catch up time. I want to share the journey from Prince George to Vancouver, which happened over a week ago- but feels like months ago because the last two weeks have been cram happy busy! Days after returning home my daughter drove out from Kimberley, bringing rug-nuts Dexter and Jackson in tow, to visit for the week and it was a packed week. She left for home on the 6 am ferry today (which meant getting up at 4:30) and I have just enough time – two days- to blast clean through the house, visit my mom, and prepare for my Brother-in-Law’s ten day visit from Ontario. Hot on his heels – three days in fact- of his departure two more relatives are coming in also from Ontario to spend ten days with us, and I look forward to showing them all around Vancouver Island!
So having nearly gut cleaned my house all day today, after being away nearly a month in Kimberley then off to Prince George, then my daughter’s visit who had time or desire to really clean? This is my window to sit and collect the events over the last couple of weeks and take a deep breath.
Wait, I’m gonna make some tea first.
Ok, Prince George, Fort George, named after King George, was a fur trading settlement, now it has three pulp mills. Air quality is an issue, although the two times I’ve been the air was clear, so I don’t know. Its magnificence may lie in that it is situated where the Nechako River meets the mighty Fraser River and there are some excellent sites of the rivers in easy access from town. We were only there for two days and I got out for a drive up the hill to the University to get some good sites of the lay out of the city and managed to get a few good photographs. You can see one of the mills in the distance. But look how clear the air is! Then I spent the afternoon down at Cottonwood Park and the Nechako where gorgeous walking trails follow the banks.
Leaving P.G we decided to take the Duffey Lake Road to Squamish, a far superior scenic drive that follows a small river, and past Seton Lake with great camping all along the way. The photographs that follow are taken along the Duffey and into Squamish then ending in Vancouver. We stopped and stayed a night in Vancouver to see our son and his band play at the yacht club to promote their new EP, then caught the B.C. Ferry home the next morning. Even the ferry home is like a mini cruise and seeing my little island rise up as we close in on Departure Bay is always a warm welcome. I love where I live!