We left late Wednesday evening because the local news said that there was a snow storm on its way. We thought if we got socked in with snow we would not go at all, so we threw our stuff together, dropped Annie the dog off with our friend and got out to the highway as soon as we could. It was very black behind us as we drove south out of the village. We beat the storm until we were about an hour out of Prince George and then the blizzard hit. We arrived safely at a motel and waited it out overnight, wondering if we would have to turn back, but in the morning we found that although there had been quite a bit of snow, the plows had been busy all night and the road south was clear so we set off towards Vancouver.
We got into Vancouver late, it was pouring with rain and I had forgotten how much traffic there is in the city. It was confusing for us country people, all the lights reflecting in the downpour and hundreds of vehicles flitting in and out of traffic. I am planning to do the trip alone next year, I am having second thoughts already. We found a hotel and in the morning my husband went for the ferry to Vancouver Island and I made my way by taxi cab to stay with my son for the weekend. This is a shot from the ferry which my husband took, as you can see it is pretty gray.
I had a lovely visit with my little grandson, he recognized me this time and wanted me to read him his bedtime stories and help play with his truck. This was great because he only sees me once a year for a couple of days and his other Grandma sees him all the time. My son and I also spent some good time together, he is publishing his first comic book this Christmas so I was eager to see his work. He is a professional storyboard artist but he has always wanted to create his own comic books and although this is currently a hobby he hopes to develop it as a second career.
My husband and I connected on the Sunday evening and went out with some friends for dinner. One of the best Chinese meals I have ever had.
This shot was taken as we left Vancouver early Monday morning. The rain had finally stopped and we could see the mountains, which had been hidden behind clouds for days.
We drove for 12 hours. The day was dry although the mountain passes were foggy. We had some clear skies as we entered the semi-desert area of the Thompson River and we made good time on the road arriving in Prince George at 7pm.
I did take lots of shots but when I checked them now they really are not worth showing. The skies were pretty grey and heavy for the whole trip, in fact most of the week so I did not get very many pictures. I took what I could from the moving vehicle but I definitely have a lot to learn in the photography department. Luckily with a digital camera one can delete them.