So..off we wented. We didn't even get going till after 7pm, so it was Boston Pizza in Terrace and down highway 16 about 30 k's, to a rest area. And a turn just prior to the area which takes one down to a nice bench of land right about the Skeena River. Great overnight spot we have used many times.
I 'found' this pic of the Mediterranean Pizza from Boston....doesn't look very appetizing, does it....but tell you what...that damned pie is one of THE best tasting I have ever had. I have had it twice now and it is a big city pizza for sure.
Up and at'r in the morning. There is a First Nations village that is on the way...Kitsigukla, and when you drive over th bridge, if you are gawking around, a river and beach....wayyyyy down there. Anytie I go by, I wonder what the road is like, so this time, turned off the highway, engaged the 4 wheel gear and down we went. Wasn't a l-o-n-g drop but it was enough of one to be grateful for the 4-lo shit. Coming back up was no different.
Down on the beach and ball throwing.
Looking east, up the Skeena.
A not uncommon sight in BC..anywhere there is a cliff, cars and trucks can been seen.......
Seems like one of the things that Firsst Nations folks have in common....stuff has a different meaning.
A sight you won't see again....me trying to fish. baaahhhhhh.....
Bugs mean fire....a smokey fire.
Crossing Francois Lake on the ferry.....it brings you within strking distance of Burns Lake, but we turned west along the lakes edge and back to logging roads.
We had targeted Owen Lake Rec site, close to Houston BC, for the night. I will say..this is the first time that I have ever been made to feel unwelcome. The entire rec site was to be taken up by people from Houston and they weren't looking favorably upon anyone that dared to park in 'their' place. We moved to an outer area, took a spot and spent the night..leaving early. Thanks for nothing, people.