Kicking around Kitimat.

Ferry Island Municipal Campground, Terrace BC (1 star)

We decided to drive south on Highway 37 today to check out some wetlands, which we never found. So, we moved on to Kitimat for a look-see. On the way we passed what Lee thought would be the place where his friend Ted has come to fish for many years. A few texts back and forth confirmed we had found the right place.

Kitimat is the terminus of the LNG pipeline, from which the product will be loaded onto ships for export to other countries. Coming from Edmonton, we are well aware of the challenges our country has had to get that pipeline built. There is significant construction activity and temporary housing in Kitimat to show for it. We stopped at the Visitor Centre where a nice host soon informed us of many things to see and do around town. The word quilting came up; more on that from Lez.

First up was an amazing little park with a spectacular view of Kitimat and the Douglas Inlet. Lee calls it 'big views', much like we had in the East Block of Grasslands National Park. The view is awe-inspiring.

Next, we visited a protected site, the largest Sitka Spruce to ever grow in BC. The forest there reminded Lee of MacMillan Provincial Park west of Coombs, BC. Over 165 feet high and 500 years old.

Finally, we scoped out a campground to use for a few day in a week or so. The phrase 'quilt show' had come up so, well, I'll let Lez explain all that.

Again I marvel - what a country, what a land. Miles and miles of miles and miles. The cameras were smoking today - 88 photographs. From dense forest to vast open land to ocean shores (quite a ways inland, but sea water all the same).

Yes, quilting is a mainstay of my being - I look at fabric with a quilt in mind, in touring the various sites of homesteads, the quilts made years ago are fascinating. In each town or city, any sign of a quilt shop has me looking up their hours of business and 'encouraging' a pit stop.

The land inspires, and it has me thinking about a series of small quilted wall-hangings depicting the vast array of Mother Nature's work. As I key the notes tonight it is "raining". No, not wet water drops, but the white fluff from the Cottonwood trees. Light fluffy bits daintily fall like big snowflakes!

We have been very lucky with our WIFI services so far, but today was the challenge. The signal strength in our campsite is now labelled "WIFI IFFY".

As Lee notes, that Sitka Spruce was ginormous! And several others in the same area - almost as huge.

Our adventures are ending with a fondue for dinner - much wine, much talk and much cheese!