Of all the regions we have visited from Texas to Alaska on this route, British Columbia has been my favorite, a land where endless forests of spruce, poplar and birch, willow and alder stretch on forever. We saw the bald eagle, marten, moose, black bear, grizzly and bison, all between Fort Nelson and Watson Lake.
I wish I could have captured its fragrance. Already it is escaping my memory, like sweet dreams that I want to remember but can’t. You cannot truly experience the beauty of this place until you have breathed deeply.
Every valley seemed to reveal a new river or lake of some indescribable hue. I did not know so many shades of blue existed. Pristine and pure.
I must return to this place again someday.