A
miner (I didn’t misspell that, he is an adult that mines things)
that is staying in one of the cabins told us about a good RV park in
Hazelton, so we set our sights on that.
A
moose walked through the meadow just below the campground as we were
getting ready to go.
This
is one area I would like to explore in more detail sometime in the
future.
On
the road again, saw another bear and lakes, and mountains, and trees.
A
shopping trip in Smithers filled our fridge again and stocked our ice
chest with beer.
Old
Hazelton is run by First Nation. The RV park was at the juncture of
Skeena and Kispiox rivers. It was green grass and again surrounded
by breath taking views of mountains.
To
get there we had to cross over the Hagwilget canyon bridge. It is a
one lane bridge over a deep canyon. There is a viewpoint stop on the
side.
The
weather has been teasing us. We keep finding sun and then the clouds
and rain catches up to us. We parked at RV park K‘san that has a
native museum and village complete with totem poles and reconstructed
long house and other buildings. We set up in the sun and went to
visit the museum while Bill and Cathy produced a spaghetti dinner.
Bill set the table outside and a few rain drops made us think that
the rain clouds had found us again, but the rain held off and we ate
our fill again.
If
it wasn’t for the long walks that I do with Molly, I think I would
be gaining some weight.
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