Sunday, May 27, 2007

Long Weekend: Smithers, BC

Four hours drive.

Three cups of coffee.

Two roadside urine stops.

One beautiful mountain range.

Trillions of snowflakes blanketing the caps.


Smithers.




I could hear the voices of the past.

Or was that just a car passing.....who knows.


And what satiates oneself more than finding the biggest of...something....anything. Well, on the way to Smithers everyone is profusely lucky enough to witness the Worlds Largest Fly Fishing Rod.


Moon Venus encounter. More below.

We took a short drive out to (New and Old) Hazleton where we encountered utterly amazing scenery and quite a neat (Old Hazelton) city. Everything was closed, as the preponderance of biblical factories (aka churches) were strewn across the landscape - effortless suggestion that the missionaries got there first and were able to inform them of the death penalty for working on the sabbath or any other random day that warrants god resting. Regardless of the ruthless death-hold that a lived-out fictional story has on the area, it cannot suppress the beauty of the billion years old geology and biology at play here.



Close encounter; moon/venus proximity peak of the year (could I be understating this and really mean decade...?)


Me, carving up some herbivorous delight while breaking eardrums with my version of birdsong.


Here we sit on the second of our two hiking trails. Behind us, again, the town of Smithers and the Babine Mountain Range. This is the exact moment (I believe, at least) that I got too much sun this day!

What a sight to wake up to, as the aromatic morning coffee wafts through the air and birds chirp out their myriad songs.









The same mountains, but now at sunset. The last glimmer of day wastes its time on the protruding peaks of the mountains, leaving only shadows and birdsong to quell our desires of sunlit faces.



We went on a couple of hiking trails, this being the first. Where we reached the cliff we could see a panoramic view of Smithers proper, the periphery of nature and of course the mountains in the background.




Crystal bought a new knife (finally). Now I am worried. I sleep less. I wake earlier.

4 comments:

Sean Zandberg said...

Hey! Glad you enjoyed Smithers. I've been living here for 32 years and am not leaving any time soon.

Trevor said...

Zanstorm, sorry I have not responded. I took a brief hiatus from blogging and just noticed your post. Smithers is an absolutely wonderful place, worthy of many visits (and I assure you that you are lucky for living there). Glad you like it! Ill return with hiking boots in hand (or, on feet)

Anonymous said...

the billion years old geology

Hmmmm.... Lets not get excited and exaggerate ! Most of the rock units in the area are 50 M to 250 M years old. Dont know of any PreCambrian in the area. Rapitan

Trevor said...

Rapitan,

Yes - Billions should have been millions! Thanks.

T