You have to really want to go to Atlin. It is British Columbia’s most northernmost community; but it is an end-of-the-road stop that can only be reached from the Yukon. The road leaves the Alaska Highway and dips south for 94 kilometres – one way in and one way out. Until 1951, there was no … More Atlin, BC : Hardship and Hope
Last summer we drove the Alaska Highway as far north as Liard Hot Springs (just south of the Yukon border) and vowed to return; we were the only people who were not heading further north. We listened to several stories from excited campers who raved about the beauty of the landscape and wonderful people. However, … More Travelling to the True North
The “end of the pavement” is a wild 26-mile stretch of rainforest on the west coast of Vancouver Island, anchored by Ucluelet on Barkley Sound on one end and Tofino on Clayoquot Sound on the other. The main body of water is the open Pacific Ocean which creates changeable, tempestuous weather. In our four days … More Travelling to “the end of the pavement.”
Primordial: “existing at or from the beginning of time” (Oxford Dictionary). Although our friends have assured us that this forest may have sprung up a little more recently, it is easy to imagine we are walking (unsteadily) in the footsteps of our prehistoric ancestors. We have just spent four glorious days with our friends Dave … More Entering the Primordial Forest
Camping can be a crapshoot. Our ideal experience involves shady treed sites, quiet neighbours, a campfire and perhaps a babbling brook. Our less-than-ideal involves all-night parties, little or no privacy, and a cast of characters that we would never otherwise meet (and that’s good thing.) We’re happy to say that 90% of our camping experiences … More Camping: the good, the bad and the ugly
The first time we heard these catchy lyrics was at the Legion in Fort St. John. Chicken dinner, $4 beer, 50/50 tickets and a meat draw. All this and karaoke, and in this neck of the woods music is solidly in the country camp. People are Crazy by Billy Currington was the highlight of the night … More “God is great, beer is good, people are crazy”
The first time we drove off the ferry from Nanaimo to Gabriola, we had just driven across the country from Halifax to B.C. It was 2005, and after decades of living in cities, we were ready to try rural life “lite.” We felt like we had landed in paradise – albeit a paradise lodged firmly … More Gabriola: So you want to move to a Gulf Island?
After a wonderful, whirlwind month visiting friends and family on Gabriola, Vancouver Island and Vancouver, our final destination was Kamloops to visit more family. This is a shot taken of the Kamloops valley; our last memory of “home” before we hit the highway to drive east. Our original plan was to drive coast to coast … More On the road again…