And so across a layer upon layer of volcanic rock forming a high plateau. Much of that was on very dusty roads, much unpaved.
This is the first of two great rocks, glacial left-behinds.
Alternating forest fire regrowth & gorgeous kettles.
We stopped for gas here. I can't remember where it was, but knowing where the gas stations are crossing this section of land was a big deal. It is really remote.
There was a turning in the road where our marker for the turn was a single lone phone box at a T junction!
More fire scarred land & total lushness between.
We stopped for lunch on a single roadside picnic place next to Tatla Lake, another kettle lake.
Imagine my surprise seeing this wire cube in the grass!
Such a beautiful setting. We had wine, cheese, crackers & Italian salami!
On to Alexis Creek & gas.
George asked if the woman serving us was Grandma. He was told she had fired Grandma!
This was our first bear. Wounded back, limping, & poor fur.
From there we, George driving, descended The Hill.
It was built years ago by First Nations People up on the Chilchotin Plateau above & the Bella Coola valley First Nations People below.
Much of this road is at 15% or so grade & was finally taken over by the highway system, though they won't sign off on the engineering.
The whole time we were in an avalanche zone.
I should have taken pictures of the road, but I didn't think of it.
And finally in the valley below looking up.
That's it for now.