A bit of heaven on earth

By Sarah Reynolds | Jun 05, 2016
Photo by: Sarah E. Reynolds Dusk at Toad River.

Toad River, British Columbia — Having missed a day, I must catch up on our last couple of days' travels. Friday we drove from Jasper to Dawson Creek and Saturday we drove from Dawson Creek to Toad River.

The drife to Dawson Creek took us down, down, out of the mountains and through the plains. We weren't in Kansas anymore, but the prairie of Alberta was a good stand-in. Then we got into the petroleum processing region; Dawson Creek seems to be a center for that. We arrived around 6:30 or 7 in the evening, got set up and went to find dinner. Along with about 5 million other people.

We tried Boston Pizza (on Alaska Avenue, near the defunct Aloha Motel), Mr. Mike's steak house and Ordinary Joe's before we found a place where we could be seated: Stuie's Diner -- a '50s-themed burger and shake place which was actually pretty good.

In our search for food, we discovered one reason the restaurants were crowded, other than that it was dinner time on a Friday night: there was a carnival in town, set up in a mall parking lot. At dinner, the waitress supplied another reason when she asked if we were there to see the medium. Though we hadn't known about the medium, apparently she was quite a draw.

I didn't write Saturday morning in part because we had more than 400 miles ahead of us to get to Toad River and I hoped we could get an earlyt start. We had an absolutely gorgeous day: sunny  and in the 60s, and sped along through more petroleum country, past oilfield services and trucking outfits. We also went through ranching country, both cattle and sheep.

Late in the day, we ascended again, into Stone Mountain Provincial Park and saw some beautiful views of the Rockies again. Unfortunately, most of my pictures from that day's drive have the splatters of bugs squashed on our windshield in the middle of them. We did stop a couple of times to take photos outside the truck.

But the real treat about Saturday's drive was arriving at Toad River Lodge and RV Park. Located beneath a mountain, on the edge of a lake, it is home to an abundant variety of wildlife. While we grilled hamburgers, we took turns watching a cow moose on the opposite side of the lake wading and munching on weeds. We saw swans trumpeting in the dusk, and a beaver, several kinds of water birds, and the sky was full of swallows. It was a magical end to the day.

And for a magical beginning to this day, I am writing at the picnic table outside our camper, with the day just beginning around me. What a blessing! Today we head for Whitehorse, in the Yukon.

The  prairie of Alberta. (Photo by: Sarah E. Reynolds)
Stuie's Diner in Dawson Creek, British Columbia, our dinner spot Friday night. (Photo by: Sarah E. Reynolds)
Back  in the mountains on our way to Toad River. (Photo by: Sarah E. Reynolds)
View from our lakeside camping spot in Toad River. (Photo by: Sarah E. Reynolds)
The campground is nestled by the shore of a lake and overlooked by mountains. (Photo by: Sarah E. Reynolds)
Swans float by for an evening visit. (Photo by: Sarah E. Reynolds)
A beaver munches leaves near the shore of the lake at our campground in Toad River. (Photo by: Sarah E. Reynolds)
Dawn comes to the lake in Toad River. (Photo by: Sarah E. Reynolds)
A cow moose enjoys a breakfast of lake weeds. (Photo by: Sarah E. Reynolds)
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Comments (1)
Posted by: Gerrit Reynolds | Jun 06, 2016 18:46

The fans would love to see photos of Toad Hall if you have them!

 

 



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