Monthly Archives: September 2009

Written Sept 1 at Charlie Lake Campground

The Moon over Charlie Lake

The Moon over Charlie Lake

It is a new month. Wow! the summer has gone fast. Last night it was dark around 10. A continued drive south means that tonight it was dark at 8:30. I can’t believe the difference.

Granny says good bye to Story

Granny says good bye to Story

Tonight I am in a campground just north of Fort St. John BC on the shores of Charlie Lake. I have not had internet or phone for a long time and things have changed since we last talked.  My Uncle’s surgury was bumped with no rebook time in sight so it seemed silly for me to be underfoot while we waited for the big day so I cancelled my flight and started driving on Monday (Aug. 31). I left Whitehorse on a beautiful, crisp fall day and headed south to BC and the famous Liard Hot Springs. I thought this would be about an 8 hour journey and it was. 647 k later, I reached that destination. On the outskirts of Whitehorse I picked up Austin, a young man heading for Calgary. He will be with me til tomorrow when we part at a crossroads in Dawson Creek. He has been good company.

Mist over the hot springs

Mist over the hot springs

From Whitehorse to here we have passed through two towns. Watson Lake in the Yukon and Fort Nelson in BC. Other than that we have seen only lodges and campgrounds. Once we were in BC there are hardly any rest areas on the road and so we have had to stop at the lodges. Today we saw a very nice one at Toad River. If we hadn’t just left Liard I think I would have stopped for the night.

Toad River

Toad River

I loved the hot mineral water bath at the hot springs. The pools have been left in a fairly natural state with a board walk over the hot mineral spring bog that has developed around the area and change rooms at the site. 20 minutes in the pool left me feeling like I had consumed 3 glasses of wine. I think it would be a good business opportunity for a massage therapist to set up shop right on the board walk and get clients coming out of the pools with their muscles already softened to putty.

Board walk to the springs at dusk

Board walk to the springs at dusk

Last night was the coldest night I have had yet. I was cozy in Vincent but I sure wish I had tucked my clothes under the covers with me because they sure were hard to put on in the morning. Even after I ate my hot oatmeal I was still freezing. We rushed to get ready to go so we could turn on the car heater but in the end, Austin and I looked at each other, then the clock and decided to hit the hot spring just one more time. We shivered our way up the long board walk. I hated pulling on my still wet and icy cold bathing suit but floating in the misty hot water was worth every second of discomfort. I started the drive warm to the core and VERY relaxed.
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