I am all about planning when it comes to going camping:
- where we are going
- where we are staying
- the weather
- the food
But sometimes one needs to throw the planning out the window and just ‘go’…and this weekend that is what we did..
When Doug came home from work we hooked up the trailer and headed east towards the Coquihalla Highway..traffic on the freeway was a parking lot all because of stalled car on the side of the road but once we go through that mess it was clear driving!!
We stopped in Hope for gas and two bags of ice..and then headed north on the Coquihalla Highway..
We were looking for the ever elusive perfect spot along the river..’a free spot’..as in monetary and ‘leash free’..
We stopped at the Caroline Mines turn off..didn’t see anything we liked..next stop was Juliet Creek..
Sure there was a great spot that was already taken by a guy in an old motorhome which was fine but it was his ‘dogs’ that scared me..three, yes three, un-neutered Bull Mastiffs…there would have been room for us but I just didn’t feel comfortable..
So onwards to the next exit..Larson Hill..
and there it was.. a perfect spot on the Coldwater River..
..rustic..no toilets, running water, or ‘current bushes’..
just what we were looking for..
and there was even ‘water access’ for Tucker..
..peace, quiet, solitude.. (other than the highway noise, and the ATV’s) ..perfection..we even had cell service..
We were in bed early and awoke to a torrential downpour and thunder, lightning.. and it was ‘loud’!..but we were nice and dry inside!!
In the morning we noticed that we had a few visitors in our ‘wasp ~o ~minium’
and the storm had passed and the sun was shining!..rain?..what rain?
..coffee outside and by the time we made breakfast it was closer to lunch time..
Tucker spent most of the weekend in the river..down the almost 90 degree slope to the water below..he came up and down that slope just like a ‘mountain goat’..
..we went on a few walks…
Tucker, of course had to find a stick to carry..
…and then he was the ‘branch manager’..
He tagged along when Doug went fishing..
..swimming through the ‘fishing hole’..Doug did manage to catch a few though..little ones but a fish, still the same..
..sitting in the sunshine and working on my latest project filled my afternoon..in between checking on the ‘dog’..as he swam up and down the river..
Our late afternoon snack..
..a few glasses of wine..
..one incident with a ‘chair’..
‘busted’..now we are down to one ‘orange chair’..I think I see some new seating arrangements in our future?
‘Someone’ had to sit on the cooler for the balance of the day..not exactly the ‘best seat in the house?’
Sunday morning we said ‘so long’ to our little spot by the river..
..the weather forecast wasn’t too promising for later in the day so we decided to head for home..
..one last look…
and now onto the Coquihalla Highway..
..yes, Bart was along for the weekend but he spent the weekend in the jeep..poor guy..
We stopped in Hope for a quick bite to eat and then we were home just before lunchtime..
a lovely weekend..honing our rustic camping skills..
Thanks for riding along..there will be more ‘rustic adventures’ in a couple of weeks!!