A wee journey of but 18,784 Kilometers...
...Starts with the first rotation of the wheel.
June 6th - June 9th - British Columbia
Delta June 6th:
What mischief will the boys get in? Will they be behind bars before the journey is over?
...and so passed the first day and the first night.
June 7th:
Larry and Betty imitate the Beatles's Abby Road Cover as they cross the street in Greenwood B.C.
June 8th
The hail storm cometh and then the sun shone!
Nature!
June 9th:
Trevor makes friends along the way.
We drive east to Fort Stevens
The bank will open once we have laundered all of the cash. You wouldn't want 'dirty' money, would you?
Once through, we pass into Alberta. The climate is much drier, but we are still in the mountains for a while.
The town of Frank, Alberta...
...and its slide. Much like the slide on the Hope Princeton highway, the mountain in Frank also let go and millions of tons of rock came down from above.
116 years later, not much has grown over the rubble left by the slide.
One last look back at our beloved mountains. From here on east, there is not much more than flat land. In Canada's prairies and in far off Quebec and the Atlantic Provinces, a Mountie is anything over 200 metres. 380 and you could be standing on the top of Little Mountain Park, Vancouver B.C. or on some province's highest mountain. Oxygen masks are handed out over 300 metres.
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