So we decided to pass by the Rainbow Gathering which is due to take place close to Mount St. Helen’s – which is pretty much exactly where we wanted to go anyway. This means that we are on Craigslist Rideshare in the hope of picking up a bit of the traffic which will surely head south from Seattle and its urban spread. And this means having to hang around shopping mall car parks all day trying to connect on the Wi-Fi. Great.
The US Border awaits. We chose to cross at Peace Arch, mainly because the sign on the highway posted the shortest waiting time there.
After queuing up in the Immigration building, paying $6 each for the privilege and undergoing some light interrogation, we waited for two officers to inspect the inside of our truck.
OK so I’ve been very slack with this blog while I’m in BC. I’m not sure why. Maybe the endless landscapes and empty roads tell a story that is better not expressed in English, tapped into a computer and uploaded. And tell a story to whom? You want to talk to the bears, to the trees? They’re not interested in what this passer-by has to say – not when they have the seemingly endless forests, mountains and lives to be getting on with.
Quite a few people have been in and out of the van by now, travelling around Canada with Radka and me. But there’s one creature that’s going to stick around for a bit longer… probably for the next decade or so!
Her name is ‘Bandit’, she’s part Alaskan Husky and Greyhound and has the most piercing blue eyes. Already a year old but too small to be a sled dog, we’ve decided to adopt her. Well actually, she decided to adopt us as she religiously followed us wherever we went while working at the kennel… not having a clue that there is a whole world outside. These days she is discovering just that world with us… quite a job indeed and a lack of sleep attached to it…. But! we all had our first swim today…
… it is going to be quite a learning curve.. for all 3 of us.
Let’s face it. We came to Canada just because the only ship that was willing to take us docked in Vancouver. The idea was to pick up the trucks and hit the sandy beaches of California as quick as possible, escaping the tormenting winter. Yet, six months, six thousand kilometers, three provinces and twenty bears later – we are still in Canada. And on top of that, we are sad that our time is running out. So what was so special about this place? From the top of my head, I can think about two main reasons: Roads and people.
The roads in Canada allow you to zig zag the country up and down, as opposed to the Russian roads which only allow you to go ‘left to right’. Wanna go up to the Arctic Circle, wanna see the smallest desert in the world? Wanna see what is it like beyond the tree line? Start your engine. You could as well call it ‘the northern safari’. As Conny puts it, after visiting the Yukon, it is reassuring that there is still places on this planet where not humans, but the wildlife dominate. There are only fifteen thousand people in the Yukon and twenty thousand bears after all…
And the people, yes, they make it somehow possible. After visiting Canada, we feel that the planet is a friendly place. So a big thank you! to all our hitchhikers, fellow travelers, our wonderful wwoofing hosts, our friends and everyone who made our time in Canada so special!