Camped right on the Fraser River in Hope. The river is running fast, and that Shari Ulrich song, Watching the river run, is running through my head. We are camped right beside the site of a native pithouse. I sat there, in the sun, this morning drinking my coffee. The sky is blue, the chipmunks are chirping, Brian is napping, and all is well with the world.
Finally on holidays for the next 6 1/2 weeks. Heading for the rockies to see Yoho, and Banff and Jasper, and the Columbia icefields. We hope to also take in Drumheller. So a couple of weeks relaxing, camping, and site seeing, and then heading across this huge country to see our little girl.
What an adventure. I have my moments of "Oh, my god, what are we doing, but I think there is still some room for pushing the boundaries and not letting my fears stand in my way.
