International Relations

After three nights at Meziadin Lake Provincial Park, we decided to move on... north to Alaska.

Since we were "boondocking" (dry camping), there was not much to do to break camp other than load the boats up on top of the RV.  That usually is uneventful, but that morning the little black flies were out in droves.  They looked like baby house flies and did not bite.  However, they all seemed to prefer to swarm around your face.

Our neighbor from Alberta, Don, had returned from an early fishing trip and was cleaning his fish at his picnic table.  He wore a net head covering to keep the flies away.  What a great idea.  It did not take David long to hunt down the head net that he bought years ago when we canoed the Allagash Waterway in Maine.

On the road again, we drove along the Skeena River most of the way.  We crossed many small bridges over the numerous creeks and rivers.  The highway was lined with dandelions, making a thick carpet of deep yellow on both sides of the road. Along the way we saw our first black bear, scrambling from the road into the underbrush.  Then about ten miles further along, we saw a dead bear on the side of the road.  BC road kill!  We saw three more bears that day, and know that there were more because we saw many piles of bear skat on the edge of the road.  We stopped to have lunch at Mehan Lake Provincial Rest Area. We are amazed at how clean and lovely the parks and the rest areas are in British Columbia. They have frequent pull-outs with bear-proof trash containers, and that may be why we see almost no litter along the highways.

David had heard that there was good fishing for rainbow trout at Kinaskan Lake Provincial Park, so we stopped there for the night.  After we found another beautiful lakeside camping spot we went for a walk.  We met a couple from Switzerland (Johann and Marlisa) and another couple from Germany (Derek and Kristin) who had met each other here in BC and were travelling together for a few days.  They were delightful.  Johann had an inflatable boat, so it was not long before the three men were out on the lake fishing.

 

The guys managed to catch two good sized rainbows and brought them in for dinner.  Derek had never cleaned a fish before, so David taught him how.  We let them have the fish because we were still eating the Dolly Varden from Meziadin!

Johann and David went out again the next morning and brought back four more fish.  Between the fishing and cleaning the fish, we chatted quite a bit with these new friends. Many Europeans come to BC to experience the wilderness they no longer have in their own countries.  When we were at Meziadin we met two German couples who have been vacationing here every summer for the past eleven years!

When we were ready to leave I went over to their campsite to say goodbye.  Johann and Marlisa were enjoying a typical Swiss breakfast of museli and bread and jam.  That reminded me of the time I lived in Bern, Switzerland, nearly fifty years ago!  Of course we got to talking again.  When Johann learned that I was a Unity Minister our conversation turned to spiritual matters.  He insisted that I read a book by Drunvalo Melchizedek, "The Movement of the Earth's Kundalini and the Rise of the Female Light... 1949-2013"

 (ISBN #978-8678-064-8).  Marlisa could not easily express herself in English, but she smiled at me and offered me a "high five" in recognition of female power.

That night we camped at Dease River Crossing.  There was only one other RV in the park...and those vacationers turned out to be German.  No surprise. This was been a wonderful day of international relations.