Wednesday, August 15, 2018

Blackstone Territorial Park




Fortunately it stopped raining about midnight.  We were up at 7 in the morning, packed up the tent which was ringing wet after the rain, piled into the van and headed back to Sue Lindbergh’s for breakfast, hard boiled eggs, scones with jam and coffee, delicious!  Both she and John were at the table, she as bright and sparky as ever!  Once again the neighbour’s dog had fun barking at the heels of a bison which was in the garden munching at the grass. John’s job for the day was to cut firewood, he reckoned that Sue would need 20 cord for the winter. Quite a job for an old guy.
We had a group photo and then said a very fond farewell to Luke and Jason, they were exceptional guides, we were lucky to have them, and then set forth with Dave Hibbard in the van for Fort Simpson. A long straight dull road through the jack pine and black spruce.
We arrived at the Liard River to find the ferry on our side so it didn’t take too long to get over, and soon after were at the Fort Simpson airport. A total trip of about 2 ½ hours.
Our flight to Yellowknife left at 12:30 and we arrived within about an hour. Judy, Sam and I were staying the night, the rest were flying in the evening.  So we all headed downtown, dropped our gear off at the Explorer hotel, and had lunch at the Woodhouse Brewery and Eatery, sitting in the sun, enjoying as much beer as we wanted…
Then it was time to go our separate ways.  What a great trip and what a fun bunch to do it with!  And best of all Sam and I got on like a house on fire (despite sharing a tent for ten nights…) and remain on speaking terms to this day!

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