My Thoughts X: On the Road, Fort St. James, British Columbia
While traveling through British Columbia, my friends and I came across a little town called Fort St. James, which was first founded in 1806 as a trading post between Europeans and Native Americans, the Carrier Tribes. Passing through a historical site I shot some photographs and of those I added a few here.
The following is a journal entry written while on the road:
" 13th July, 2011
North-western British Columbia is gorgeous! I am in Paarens Beach Provincial Park now, with Mr. President and Del Torro. We started our road-trip on the 9th of July (2011) and it already feels like we have been on the road for weeks.
We started in Kellowna, British Columbia then, crossed the Rockies into Alberta and drove north to Jasper. Traveling on the Icefields Parkway was a priceless experience; the Rockies are magnificent. They radiate strength, wisdom and dignity. As we drove along and looked at their snowy peaks, it felt as if each one of them had a personality of their own. Mount Robertson certainly did.
Mr. President just caught a rainbow trout ... now we have breakfast ... more like now I gotta cook fish for breakfast ...
It rained last night so the wood is on the wet-side but that is not much of a problem. I can always get a fire going as long as I have some wood and some sort of a spark.
What a beautiful day! The sun is shinning happily through the leafs of the trees surrounding our campsite and I can hear my buddies goofing around on the beach. Maybe they'll come-up with more fish. Who knows ...
I gotta attend to the fire now. I will write later from the road.
P.S. I think we are close to Fort St. James - will have to check that out."
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