Storyline: Westward Ho!
It’s not exactly stolen or borrowed, since I was already writing of “The red sun”. But I am months and many posts behind. Continue reading “A borrowed headline “The summer the sun turned red””
Where winding roads, rusty rails, iffy health and lean budget meet the calm
It’s not exactly stolen or borrowed, since I was already writing of “The red sun”. But I am months and many posts behind. Continue reading “A borrowed headline “The summer the sun turned red””
Fri, Jul 14
We head back. Eh, not due to the looming emergency yet. After breakfast we fill Doranya up with water (who knows where the next refill will be?), dump the holding tanks, disconnect and Continue reading “The red sun: Let’s get the hell out of here”
Tue, Jul 11
As mentioned in some previous posts we still hadn’t realised the gravity of the wildfires around us and how the smoke from them was affecting us. In the morning Alex felt well Continue reading “Peachland and Okanagan Valley”
Sat, Jul 8
Despite the smoke and red sun, when visible, we were still in the lull before the storm that was developing around us. Wildfires. Today we are heading towards Prince George. Continue reading “The red sun: Smithers, Burns Lake, West Lake”
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