Peace

Peace
. . . in the valley

Saturday, September 10, 2016

1 Called to Visit BC's Peace River Country

Clouds along the Peace, heavenly. 



1  Called to Visit BC's Peace River Country

From the Fort St John Lookout. Old Fort, the bridge at Taylor.
I was invited, and I felt I had to go. To cross the Rocky Mountains in the north, to see the Peace River and visit Peace River country.

The Peace River, 1900+ km long, flows east, from its Finlay River source in the BC Rockies, crossing the Alberta border east of the town of Pouce Coupe. East northeast across Alberta to the confluence with the Athabasca River, into the Slave River, and north into the Northwest Territories, to Great Slave Lake, the Mackenzie River, the Arctic Ocean. The Peace is an old river. It has carved a deep wide valley through the alluvial plain, the eastern foothills of the Rocky Mountains.

We drove northeast of Prince George, from west to east through the Pine Pass. To Dawson Creek. We crossed the river at Taylor and stayed in Fort Saint John. We visited on the Halfway River, a tributary. And headed back south, re-crossing the Peace near Hudson's Hope. Twenty-four hours of driving, 12 hours each way. We stopped in Quesnel one night there and back. A journey of 2700 km, from Hope to Halfway, plus 100 to get me from and back to home in Chilliwack.

I was called to see the majestic Peace River and its beautiful valley. Before it is gone. Or at least before more parts of it are gone. I felt called to witness.


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