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OK, it's been a few days so I guess I should finish off the 2010 summer trip with the final post. 

We spent Thursday in Chetwynd again, basically as a carbon copy of Wednesday.  Tom & TJ headed for work, the girls went to the pool in the afternoon, and I headed out to find another trout stream. 

On Tom's advice I found a nice little spot out the Tumbler Ridge road and spent a nice quiet afternoon.  I hooked one trout and had a few other nibbles, found an artifact on the shore (looked like an ancient golf ball), and got to see a little black bear terrorize some picnickers. 

Friday we bid farewell to the Stewarts and headed down the road.  Enroute we decided to take Highway 40 (through Grande Cache) rather than the direct route, so Friday night found us at the campground at Musreau Lake.  After a nice big birthday breakfast for Wendy on Saturday, we finished the trip home. 

All in all I thought it was a great holiday, and of course it was WAY too short. 

'til next time, Happy Trails!

Chetwynd

Another relaxing day, for the most part. Tom headed off to work again and the rest of the gang went off to the swimming pool again in the afternoon, so I snuck off down the road to practice my fly fishing skills. I did manage to land three and get a bunch of nibbles (once I figured out where they were), plus there were virtually no bugs and it was cool and quiet at the river so I had a great afternoon. I finally managed a couple pics for those doubters in the crowd. The one out of water was the first and smallest, the other two were about twice the size (10-11") - but I had a time reviving the little guy so I didn't take the other two out of the water. The area I was in was catch-and-release. BTW I think these are either brook or brown trout but I didn't look close enough to ID positively.

Chetwynd, city of chainsaw carvings

After a relaxing morning we packed up and headed the last couple hours up the road to Chetwynd to Tom, Karen, and TJ's house. Breanna and Samantha are visiting as well, so the house is full. Turns out they passed us yesterday on the road; they recognized us but we didn't them. In my defense, imagine how many vehicles pass us in the course of a day's drive at 90-95 kmh.


Christina arrived in late aftertnoon, so Nana and Papa are off babysitting duty.

To make up for my lack of pictures in the last couple posts here are some of the great chainsaw carvings on display throughout the town. You can find out more about all that by googling so I won't get into it here.

Google map

Whiskers Point Campground

Monday we bid Fraser Lake adieu and headed north for Chetwynd. In keeping with our leisurely travel mode we split the 7 hour trip into two days, stopping off at Whiskers Point provincial park for the night. Fuzzy enjoyed the beach once again and managed to propel her bike around the campground loop under almost all her own power, which is a milestone.


I dunno what's happening with the pictures these days - have to try to do better.

Google map

More fishin'

Sunday Kelly and Chris came out to Fraser Lake, and we went out and caught another 10 rainbows for good measure. Other than that it was just a relaxing day. Sorry no pics today.