It’s so nice to be here again.
After I post this I’ll get to reading and responding to all your comments on my last post, and the emails that have accrued in my inbox.
Audrey? Has it stopped raining on the coast yet?
There’s a reason I, somewhat facetiously ask that, because after we had finally finished at the house and sent our landlady our final video of the entire place, we pootled up the road – completely exhausted, to the campground we’d stayed at in Agassiz in 2020, the rain had not stopped.
After 10 days there, where we hoped to dry everything out, including our soggy selves, the rain still had not stopped. We did manage to catch an hour-long sunbeam here and there, but those dastardly clouds kept rolling in and letting us know their thoughts on the matter of sunbeams sneaking past their ramparts.
Next came the Coquihalla Pass, a very sane if a little steep, 4-lane highway, that takes one at a steady pace, up fourteen hundred meters from the Lower Mainland to the Interior (of British Columbia)
At least it used to.
After the horrendous floods of last Autumn/Winter a good many parts of the road had been completely obliterated.
The emergency repairs that enabled this major corridor to open within a month, I think it was, are slowly being replaced with something more permanent.
Unfortunately this required many sections of road to be one lane only, in one direction at a time. White-knuckle driving at its finest!
Nevertheless, we persisted … and arrived at our next campground that Mrs Widds sister had arranged for us, (** waves to the Melodious One**) in Kamloops. where the very few raindrops that fell were frozen ones.
It was only after our two-day stay there that I had the energy to even remember to pick up my phone and do a bit of visual documentation.
Cold and Windy, but no rain.
Yeah, that’s the natural gas pipeline going in. It accompanied us all the way here, in varying degrees of completion.
With apologies to Credence Clearwater Revival, this shot is from another ‘tea-n-pee’ break, looking out the door, at the North Thompson River, tearing along southwards, at a tidy pace.
Next came my favourite bit …
Which brings us up-to-date-ish with this final ‘out my front door shot’ from our campground here in Valemount.
Here’s a close-up, and if you can spot it, right at the top of the peak is a cellphone/satellite tower!
The very slow start to the Spring/Summer season means lots of snow for Yours Truly, and temperatures that are 10 degrees below the average for this time of year. Thankfully we brought all our hot water bottles along.
That’s it for now. I’ve taken up the campground’s wi-fi for long enough. Emails and replies to comments tomorrow.
P.S. that 792 meters in the title, is how far we are above sea-level, compared to only a week or so ago, when we topped out at 4 meters above sea level. The air up here is spectacular!