Hazelton, British Columbia, Canada –
My friends Kati and Leanna are some Homesteaders in Hazelton and that’s the next big stop for this RVer. First about my stay in Fraser Lake, it may have been the nicest / most scenic free camping of the trip so far, but Burns Lake is definitely where I wish to spend more time at while driving back from AK.
Burns Lake has a free in-town municipal campground that you can stay at for 72 hours. BUT, outside of town there is (I think) up to 14 day per calendar year camping at some of the Recreation Sites, WHICH ALSO HAPPEN to have tons of mountain bike trails and such! Ughhhh, wish I had more than two nights and knew about that! Totally checking this out on the way back. Love places where I can just go to the Mountain bike trail directly from my camp.
I was staying at Burns Lake a couple days mostly just because… my next stop was to see Kati and Leanna in Hazelton! But they were entertaining Kati’s mother visiting. I can’t believe this is the first time I’ll be seeing them in person after chatting tons for TWO YEARS. Aw. So much better in person and they were ridiculously welcoming of me into their home – that they built with THEIR OWN HANDS. It was extremely humbling seeing that literally everything on their land was essentially all done by them. I know there’s a lot of bonding we did over similar sacrifices and struggles between RV Life and Homesteading, but my goodness I’m not sure I could quite do what they do. They’re some strong and independent women, for sure. Unfortunately, our time together came to an end after only a few short days. After promises to visit on my way back down, as well as cartons and cartons of farm eggs, I went back to Silvie to sleep and pack up everything.
Today I’ve packed it all up in a lovely drizzle that happened all night and morning. Went to fill back up the fresh water tank and now I’m parked over close to the local café with free wifi. I’m definitely dragging my feet leaving town as there was a brave soul willing to go on a date with the nomad who was only in town a few days. I’d love to see her again before I go, so here I am. I could probably use this space to harp on how difficult it is cultivating any kind of intimacy with anyone while living on the road and traveling, but instead I’ll just say how much more I appreciate the authentic and genuine people I do end up meeting on the road in a more-than-friends sense.
Next? The famous Stewart-Cassiar Highway and the Yukon.