7th & 8th Canadian Stops - Sikanni Creek and Toad River, BC

Sunday morning, 5/22, we left the Sikanni Creek CG after having spent the night there.  It was not your ideal CG by any means but it was an overnight stop for us.  (We actually saw this guy on Saturday on the way to our CG):

This is the Alcan Highway north of Dawson Creek - pretty good road.

This was the start of our descent down to the Sikanni CG.  The Milepost book we have said to watch for the CG or you will blast right past it!

See how we are stacked in:

And wet grounds as well!!

The rear of our trailer can be seen on the left.  Only 3 of us in the full hookups section.

We did have sun after we settled in so we took a walk along the river. 

The CG was actually quite crowded because of the holiday weekend - for the Queen's birthday.

After we left, Sukanni, we drove north and encountered rain and fog almost immediately.  The fog was intense - could only go about 45-50 MPH.  (Somewhere I read that sunglasses would difuse the glare, so I put mine on - And it did!!).  We went up into the Western Canadian Rockies and had numerous 8 - 10 % grades up and down, but they were not a problem.

The road thru the mountains was not as good, and, there were many signs about rock slides. 

This picture doesn't show it, there were a couple of areas where we actually had to swerve around rocks on the road (all relatively small, thank goodness!!).

We found the Toad River RV Park and got settled in at site #17 which backs up to Reflection Lake, and, again, mountains in the background - a beautiful site.

The CG office is really a small restaurant, and, it must be good cause there is a lot of traffice around the dinner hours.  I found this on the internet and thought it was quite interesting:

There are many stories of how different places got their names along the highway. We kind of liked this one about toad so we've adopted it. Back around 1942 when the Canadian and us armies were busy building the Alaska highway (it was not the super highway you just drove in on) there were problems crossing the river, what with no bridge yet built, so it was par for the course to be "towed across". The proprietors of this establishment at that time adopted "Towed River" as the name of their lodge. Did someone really think they meant "Toad" or were their language skills lacking? Your guess is as good as ours at this point. So that's our story and we're sticking to it, for now anyway.
The hat collection began in 1979. One evening after a stressful day at the lodge the proprietors, could be the same two mentioned above, were having a brew or two. One left to see a man about a horse and the other tacked his hat to the ceiling. There you have it, doesn't take much to get something started around here. At the time of this writing there are over 5000 hats from all over the world. Do not leave your hat unattended!


We are here for two nights and then will head north (what other direction is there??) to Laird Hot Springs.