2015 Summer Journey
Canadian Crossing part 4
Bell2
Telegraph Creek
June 24, 2016โฆDay6
Staying overnight at Bell 2 (private campground) was very quiet, very peaceful affair and there was a little light rain sometime during the night. We got up to a gorgeous blue-sky morning laced with scatted clouds, Julie set about to make breakfast with coffee first on the thing to be done. As usual, I head out the camper door for some morning photos and hoping that the black bear would be around and my wish was granted as he wandered along the highway making his way towards a field of wildflowers.
I was able to get a lot of bear photos, he seem to not mind all the people being around as he feasted on the flowers and tall grasses. I was also talking to a couple that had decided rent a room for the night because of the bear, itโs seem that it had the day before jumped upon their table and scared the hell out of them. The bear didnโt do any harm, didnโt even eat their food that was on the picnic table and that made them lucky.
Our end of the day would be Telegraph Creek, some 348Km /216Mi. away on the Cassiar Highway 37 (aka Dease Lake Highway)
Good-bye to Bell 2, as we pulled out into highway 37 heading to Telegraph Creek.
Lilly filled ponds to right of us and snow capped mountains dead ahead for awhile was our sights as we cruised along the worn asphalt road.
Not long into our morning travels we sped past a couple bicycling travelers.
Pulling into a rest area named Bob Quinn Lake Airport; there is a small craft landing strip there. The bicyclist we had past caught up with us while we stopped here. To the south of us Ningunsaw Provincial Park mountains can be easily viewed and to the west is Faisal Mountain Peaks (1-5) also can be seen.
56.967002/ -130.248138
It was a nice visit with the bicyclist;they are from Wyoming and making their way to Alaska by the way of Dawson City, wishing them well on their exciting journey we hit the road.
It wasnโt long before a slowdown was in order for some road construction for a number of miles.
We cruised through the quiet town of Iskut.
I guess we were driving too slow for a SUV zips by us, disappearing into the distance blacktop.
About 12 Km / 10.5 miles north of Iskut, lunchtime was a calling and there wasnโt a lack of pull overโs along the Cassiar 37 highway.
A French couple had just finished their lunch and while Julie was making our lunch, I was able to talk with them. This proves to be a bit on the challenging side since their English was about as good as my French, zero. With some pointing at maps and direction of travel we both got the general idea where each other was headed.
Lunch was a short affair of soup and sandwiches and we were soon back on the well worn highway and finding ourselves behind a trailers and a TC with a trailer, they were moving fast enough for me so I followed them
.
Once again weโre in road construction, many more miles of gravel and dust being kicked up by the trailer in the lead.
Some young people had pulled over in their rented TCโs to photograph the surrounding area. Soon the worn out asphalt re-appeared as we motored on pass a local lake, a motor home was down by it.
Coming into Dease Lake (an unincorporated), a speed limit sign of 50Km/31mph stood out a warning of max speed.
It would be another 112 Km /69 miles till we reach Telegraph Creek, we were advise by some friends of our this would be a well worth side trip for this area is also known as the โGrand Canyonโ of BC, Canada.
Blacktop road ends shortly after leaving the main part of Dease Lake and is gravel/dirt road from that point on to the very end of the road.A greeting sign of up to 20% road grades were waiting for us and this sign wasnโt lying.
About 89Km/55mi. in there is a rest area before descending down to the Tahltan Indian Reservation. From this view point the magnificent โGrand Canyonโ can be easy seen.
From our perch, we looked upon one of the first Tahltan Indian Reservation weโll be going through after descending a 20% grade decline road.
Before crossing into Tahltan territory, a sign describing the important of the Stikine River to their lives is posted by the bridge. Several residents are out fishing and we made a short stop next to them, they just had pulled in a large salmon.
Passing though their town a steep road laid ahead of us, also providing another great view of the โGrand Canyonโ area.
Moving forward on a very good graded dirt road, through a couple more small villages we came to the split in the path. Straight was to Glenora and to the left was to Telegraph Creek our main designation.
There wasnโt a soul to be seen as we entered Telegraph Creek, I was beginning to think we had enter the Twilight Zone and we were the only one left. Except for the rushing of the river, there wasnโt a sound to be heard, very eerie.
Parking next to the Stikine River Song Resort building, Julie and I departed our rig to look around.
Good fortune was with us and the manger came out, the resort wasnโt ready to open and she said we are welcome to stay in our rig right next to the building. This was a pleasant way to greet strangers and Julie and I retired here for the night while the manager rode off on her atv.
Thanks to everyone for reading my TCTRs, all comments are welcome and if you have any questions ask them here or PM me.
Link to previous Canadian Crossing , part 3
Working on part 5 of the Canadian Crossing, will post as soon as itโs done
Thanks, c.traveler2 (Alex Blasingame).
Canadian Crossing part 4
Bell2
Telegraph Creek
June 24, 2016โฆDay6
Staying overnight at Bell 2 (private campground) was very quiet, very peaceful affair and there was a little light rain sometime during the night. We got up to a gorgeous blue-sky morning laced with scatted clouds, Julie set about to make breakfast with coffee first on the thing to be done. As usual, I head out the camper door for some morning photos and hoping that the black bear would be around and my wish was granted as he wandered along the highway making his way towards a field of wildflowers.
I was able to get a lot of bear photos, he seem to not mind all the people being around as he feasted on the flowers and tall grasses. I was also talking to a couple that had decided rent a room for the night because of the bear, itโs seem that it had the day before jumped upon their table and scared the hell out of them. The bear didnโt do any harm, didnโt even eat their food that was on the picnic table and that made them lucky.
Our end of the day would be Telegraph Creek, some 348Km /216Mi. away on the Cassiar Highway 37 (aka Dease Lake Highway)
Good-bye to Bell 2, as we pulled out into highway 37 heading to Telegraph Creek.
Lilly filled ponds to right of us and snow capped mountains dead ahead for awhile was our sights as we cruised along the worn asphalt road.
Not long into our morning travels we sped past a couple bicycling travelers.
Pulling into a rest area named Bob Quinn Lake Airport; there is a small craft landing strip there. The bicyclist we had past caught up with us while we stopped here. To the south of us Ningunsaw Provincial Park mountains can be easily viewed and to the west is Faisal Mountain Peaks (1-5) also can be seen.
56.967002/ -130.248138
It was a nice visit with the bicyclist;they are from Wyoming and making their way to Alaska by the way of Dawson City, wishing them well on their exciting journey we hit the road.
It wasnโt long before a slowdown was in order for some road construction for a number of miles.
We cruised through the quiet town of Iskut.
I guess we were driving too slow for a SUV zips by us, disappearing into the distance blacktop.
About 12 Km / 10.5 miles north of Iskut, lunchtime was a calling and there wasnโt a lack of pull overโs along the Cassiar 37 highway.
A French couple had just finished their lunch and while Julie was making our lunch, I was able to talk with them. This proves to be a bit on the challenging side since their English was about as good as my French, zero. With some pointing at maps and direction of travel we both got the general idea where each other was headed.
Lunch was a short affair of soup and sandwiches and we were soon back on the well worn highway and finding ourselves behind a trailers and a TC with a trailer, they were moving fast enough for me so I followed them
.
Once again weโre in road construction, many more miles of gravel and dust being kicked up by the trailer in the lead.
Some young people had pulled over in their rented TCโs to photograph the surrounding area. Soon the worn out asphalt re-appeared as we motored on pass a local lake, a motor home was down by it.
Coming into Dease Lake (an unincorporated), a speed limit sign of 50Km/31mph stood out a warning of max speed.
It would be another 112 Km /69 miles till we reach Telegraph Creek, we were advise by some friends of our this would be a well worth side trip for this area is also known as the โGrand Canyonโ of BC, Canada.
Blacktop road ends shortly after leaving the main part of Dease Lake and is gravel/dirt road from that point on to the very end of the road.A greeting sign of up to 20% road grades were waiting for us and this sign wasnโt lying.
About 89Km/55mi. in there is a rest area before descending down to the Tahltan Indian Reservation. From this view point the magnificent โGrand Canyonโ can be easy seen.
From our perch, we looked upon one of the first Tahltan Indian Reservation weโll be going through after descending a 20% grade decline road.
Before crossing into Tahltan territory, a sign describing the important of the Stikine River to their lives is posted by the bridge. Several residents are out fishing and we made a short stop next to them, they just had pulled in a large salmon.
Passing though their town a steep road laid ahead of us, also providing another great view of the โGrand Canyonโ area.
Moving forward on a very good graded dirt road, through a couple more small villages we came to the split in the path. Straight was to Glenora and to the left was to Telegraph Creek our main designation.
There wasnโt a soul to be seen as we entered Telegraph Creek, I was beginning to think we had enter the Twilight Zone and we were the only one left. Except for the rushing of the river, there wasnโt a sound to be heard, very eerie.
Parking next to the Stikine River Song Resort building, Julie and I departed our rig to look around.
Good fortune was with us and the manger came out, the resort wasnโt ready to open and she said we are welcome to stay in our rig right next to the building. This was a pleasant way to greet strangers and Julie and I retired here for the night while the manager rode off on her atv.
Thanks to everyone for reading my TCTRs, all comments are welcome and if you have any questions ask them here or PM me.
Link to previous Canadian Crossing , part 3
Working on part 5 of the Canadian Crossing, will post as soon as itโs done
Thanks, c.traveler2 (Alex Blasingame).
