Oops :)

The last time we spoke to you it was Remembrance day, although that day seems so long ago.

I know I know, it has been a week.... so i will try and sum up the highlights in a nutshell :)

Saturday 12th: Rain rain go away..... Our last day in Port Hardy. The ferry to Prince Rupert left at 6pm. I had thought that we were travelling on the Queen of the North, but alas we were travelling on the only slightly less glamorous Queen of Prince Rupert. I was freaking out!! Although i really wanted to go on cruise the thought of 15 hours of sea sickness did not really appeal to me. So I dosed up. We had booked a cabin, which was soooo little with adorable (and very comfortable) little bunk beds, it was a good thing that we checked our luggage because it wouldn't have fitted in their with us. Fortuantely even with eating the slightly dodgy and overpriced food i wasn't seasick yay!! The scenery the next morning was so beautiful and after stepping briefly out onto the deck for some photos we decided that we could appreciate it a lot more looking out the window (brrr). We cruised through a variety of weather patterns one minute there was blue sky and wonderful sunshine, the next it was hailing. But what could we expect we were heading for the "wettest town in BC if not Canada". Once in PR Satnam was supposed to meet us (he is one of the guys that i met in Sri Lanka), however he had been held up at work so sent one of his family members to get us. We were taken to "Aunty's" a somoewhat removed older female relative of Satnam, who true to Indian tradition was called Aunty. She proceeded to feed us.... lots..... for afternoon tea; then after Satnam arrived, she fed us more for dinner..... we were beginning to feel like her dog Pepper, a daschund, (the fattest dog i have ever seen), whose stomach dragged on the floor and wouldn't go down the stairs cause he found it to hard to get back up.

We tried to drive to Terrace that evening but only got bout 25 minutes out before Satnam decided the roads weren't good enough. We turned around and stayed the night in PR.

The next morning after a cooked breakfast, we had a whirlwind tour of PR particularly down Cow Lane which was a bit of a tourist hub in the summer but little quiet this particular morning. Duncan sampled some Tim Horton's coffee which he decdided was inferior to Starbucks; and then we were off to Terrace. The drive between PR and Prince George is supposedly in one of the world's top 10 drives, particularly between PR and Terrace and it was certianly picturesque. Taking about 1 1/2 hours we headed inland through the growing mountains.

One of the highlights for me was an outhouse, strange i know but unlike roads that we are used to there were not roadhouses every so often, so by the time we saw this one in a picnic spot off the highway i was busting! A version of our famous long drop but it smelt beautiful, like cedar.....

We took a small detour to see if the local ski hill was open - nope. So headed into Terrace....

Duncan has 'educated' me that people prefer to read multiple shorter entries rather than one long one so i will be back.......