It wasn't long before the mountains towering above me, moved into the distance
It wasn't long before the mountains towering above me, moved into the distance

Day 19

I awoke this morning around 2:30 to see complete darkness for the first time in several weeks.

This actually made me rather happy, as I was able to fall back asleep rather quickly.

I awoke later around 6am. I sat there in my tent thinking of the last couple of weeks and what may plans would be.

I had originally intended to be home around Thursday or Friday, but with making up more distance the day before, due to not exploring Telegraph Creek or the abandoned town of Cassiar, I was much further down the Cassiar than I had originally planned.

I got up and took a shower, and went back to my camp to start packing.

I thought about maybe heading over to Hyder, but after a bit, I realized that what I really wanted to do now, was just start heading home. I’m close enough home, that I figure I can take a few days and explore this area some more being that I live so close to the Canadian Border.

So with that, and being all packed up, I finally set out.

The morning was a bit chilly, which I noticed when I woke up.

Leaving Bell II Lodge, I crossed over the Bell River (Crossing #2 of 2) and made my way down the highway.

As I rode along I stopped a couple times and snapped some pictures and eventually crossed over the Bell #1 crossing.

It wasn’t long before the scenery started to change. The mountains that once surrounded me, were now receding further into the distance.

Wooden Decked Bridges such as this, are common on Highway 37
Wooden Decked Bridges such as this, are common on Highway 37

Further down the road I crossed over the Nass River, took some photo’s and pushed onward.

Eventually in Kitwanga, I fueled up and had some lunch at the gas station on the Junction of Highway 37 and Highway 16.

The little restaurant inside was not bad.

I ordered fish and chips and was surprised that it also came with fresh made soup, a decent side saled, and a bowl of coleslaw.

Only wanting the Fish and Chips, and to be on my way, I ate quickly, and soon left heading East on Highway 16. A highway I had been on just a couple weeks back when I set off from Jasper to the Junction to Highway 40 to Grande Cache.

I decided that I would push on to Prince George and make my decision how far South I would continue.

Most of the rest of the day was spent riding along, and stopping only at the road construction area’s.

Fueling up in Burns Lake, I pushed on through to Prince George to hit Highway 97 South.

After fueling up outside of Prince George once on Highway 97, and taking some time to rest a bit while eating some Jerky and a Cliffbar, I looked over my map on where I would plan to stop for the night.

Noticing that Quesnel was not too far South of Prince George, and being that I was back where the sun set, I decided that would make a great place to stop, as I noted the Campground just outside of town on the map.

I put my mind on auto pilot and continued to ride south, eventually reaching Quesnel and setting up camp at 10 Mile Lake Provincial Park.

10 Mile was a bit different then the other parks I have stayed at in the past. Instead of dropping off your payment to be collected, the Park Host drives around and takes your payment from you.

I was greeted by the park host about an hour after I had arrived, with camp already set up.

Looking Down The Nass River
Looking Down The Nass River

The host was a sweet young lady, and she was more than happy to take my handful of looney’s, as she said she could always use the small change to break the larger bills people pay with.

With that, I paid her, and she asked if I minded taking a survey. It was hard to resist, and I did, and eventually she took her leave and I decided to sit down and make dinner for the night of Biscuits and Gravy.

After dinner, I went over my map, and calculated my route home.

490 miles to Seattle, I decided that I could easily do that the next day.
I figure if I made it out of the camp around 7, I would be able to make it home around 5 or 6, depending on construction, traffic, and the border crossing.

I mentally made notes of my route, heading to Cache Creek, hitting Canada 1, down to Hope and across to Abbotsford before crossing back into my home State of Washington in Sumas.

Thinking about it as I write, I am looking forward to finally being home. I could definitely spend more time riding around and camping, but being this close to home, all I can think about right now is my own bed.

Speaking of bed, the sun has set, and it probably would be a good idea for me to get some rest.

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