Wednesday as I said in the previous post started out great. We saw a ton of critters fortunately not on the road as northern critters tend to be big. Example:
This guy could ruin your day if not your life. Certainly would destroy your truck.
We ran across better than 150 Bison.
We saw about 20 to 25 Elk in one group but not able to get a picture. Sheep, moose, Caribou, deer, besides Elk. Pretty interesting group of critters in a few hundred miles. Did not actually see deer or sheep, the deer obviously would be more prevalent as we wondered south. But at multiple points there was the warning signs about dangers of wildlife. A couple of these signs would have Caribou, Bison, Moose Deer pictured on one small size billboard.
Karyn was the official photographer, spotter and navigator. I was concentrating on the road. So it went like this: Karyn, did you see that? Me, no. Karyn, can we go back? Me, no. That pretty much describes Wednesday morning. Started getting weatherly by about 2 in the afternoon, not bad but something to keep in mind. Not much in the way of snow just periods of snow then blowing snow coming down fairly hard, then then clearing up. Stopped in in one lodge and asked a couple folks coming from Fort Nelson and the road was clear, but looking like snow. That turned out to be an understatement.
Below is a text that Karyn posted Thursday morning with my text she copied in the middle of this post.
We were in a tremendous snowstorm last night. We we thought we'd be in Fort Nelson by sunset. Instead there was a huge snowstorm in the mountains. We got here at 11:15. Slept like logs, but the going was rough. The road surface was good under the 8" of snow that built up. No reflectors or guard rails. No visible shoulders and of course no lines. Just that blinding hyper drive snow pelleting the windshield. We drove in what we hoped was the middle. Quite a surprise.
Intermittently I thought of the hundreds of Bison, the 50+ elk, dozens of caribou, we saw earlier, all standing in clumps with their backs to the wind, babies in the middle.
I was glad for the warmth of the truck. We bought new tires about a week ago, had them siped. I was grateful John has such good driving skills. I maintained my duty of navigator and lookout.
From John: "Well last night was about the most white knuckled driving experience I have had. The only other time I can think of is Thompson Pass. It was about 4 hours of near white out conditions, some fog and poorly marked roads. Fortunately there was only maybe 8 or 10 other cars or trucks that we met. Problem was that once going we were committed.
At one time we were down to 10 or 15 miles per hour. Most was 20 to 30, and when it was good 40 miles per hour."
It's 6* here now. John just went across the road to a McD's for a couple thermos of coffee. Off to Prince George in a bit where it is sunny and 44*. Here's to another day on this amazing planet.
Well Thursday was clear, bright and cold. Filled the thermos, and the gas tank and had a breakfast sandwich. Off to Prince George. Beautiful drive, by noon roads were clear of snow and ice so full speed ahead. Couple of pictures of the trip to Prince George.
But first one more of the snow storm. This is of a tanker truck that lost traction on a grade and appeared that had a bit of a time keeping things straight by the time he came to rest. He wasn’t chained up. The truck that was going our direction could not get by as the first truck was taking up about 3/4 of the road. Can’t tell in the picture but it’s probably a 7% grade. Fortunately there was just enough room on the shoulder to the left for us to sneak by.
But back to Thursday and nice conditions.
Sunset somewhere down the road.