Even though we were up at 6 am, it was still noon before we managed to leave the house, do a few last chores in town and go the 10 km to pick up the trailer. And then we realized we still missed doing two things … but they are solvable from away so not enough of a concern to turn back. We almost ran out of gas, but Swift River was the saving station! That would have be an stupid way to start this trip, neither of us has ever run out of gas, so why start now when filling up will likely be something done very regularly! Just to prove Murphy is always right about some things, the gas stations we saw after filling up were always the less expensive ones!
Beautiful blue day, not much for traffic, and the Stewart Cassiar Highway a bit of a surprise for all that I must have spoken with a dozen people who have travelled it. Highway is a bit more of a grandiose description than I would give it … road or country lane would be a more apt description. But for all that it is lovely scenery and very little traffic. We had thought to call it quits for the day at a BC Forestry campground called French Creek, but the road looked pretty mucky so we carried on to the Boya Provincial Park. We are one of two occupants for the night, not counting the mosquitoes, they are too numerous to count. Oscar and Oreo are not bothered by them to any extent which is a nice surprise. They have their freedom and are busy trying to locate the squirrels they are sure are here somewhere. It has been a long day so we will say goodnight early!