There was quite a longish distance to drive today to Chase, along the Trans Canada Highway, which wasn't taking me home. The highway has had a lot of money spent on it, with fencing to prevent roaming animals being killed by vehicles and overpasses or underpasses for them to cross. This is an overpass.
Still plenty of beautiful scenery.
A classic truck stop.
From memory our coach, with nearly fifty people and luggage, had to be under 23,300 kg. We weighed in at just under 23,000.
Avalanches are a regular occurrence in Canada. Many are at the same locations each year so a 'sled' across the road might be constructed, such as this one, rather than having the road blocked and perhaps people trapped or worse. At times large amounts of threatening snow will be just blown up by the authorities before an avalanche begins.
We stopped at 3 Valley Gap to investigate the recreated historical village and within the site, a round house. That is like a train depot shed with a turntable within.
A tree dating back to the 12th century.
Incorporated into the building.
I was disappointed to not see cars like this all over Canada and the US, well new ones.How could Carol and Mike possibly fit their half dozen in anything smaller.
The historical village was interesting and a longer time to visit would have been good.
That's the round house on the left.
It was magical to see these nectar birds hovering and darting around. There were three of them at one point.
Inside the round house. There were plenty of engines and carriages to see.
Anyone my age will surely remember former Canadian Prime Minister Pierre Trudeau and his wife Margaret. He once made use of this carriage, normally used by the Governor General, to travel in Canada. As the train passed by a group of protesters, unhappy with his government's policies, he stuck his finger up at them and they were not impressed. Within the train were a sitting room, a double bedroom with en suite, a room for a ladies maid and another bedroom, a bathroom and an office.
A good use for barrels.
Moving along the highway to Craigellachie, where the last spike was driven in after construction of the trans Canada railway.
A freight train passed by.
Sicamous, the house boat capital of Canada.
An osprey next, I believe.
We arrived at our accommodation Quaaout Lodge, just out of the town of Chase and over looking Little Shuswap Lake.
I had the impression that the lodge was owned by a trust of local First Nation people. It was a nice place and well run, and quite lovely to overlook the lake.
There was thunder and lightening as we trooped across to we knew what not.
No, we would not fit in here.
We could fit in the almost underground native house though. There was quite a lot of information about the First Nation lifestyle but rain came in the central opening, making the wood damp and we were nearly smoked out. We had been standing for quite sometime and people were getting very fidgety.
Quite interesting information, some of which I will remember.
It was then on to a barbeque dinner.
Next morning the rain had gone and we were off to our next stop, Whistler.