|The View on our dirt road|
It was at least an hour winding up dirt tracks that passed a disused mine, ski centre and several viewpoints of trees. This route was miles more interesting than taking the highway and dropped us off near the town of Grand Forks which my guidebook described as being "not very grand at all." It was right. We stopped at their modest Tourist Information and followed a trail in town and I, at least, was under the impression that we were heading to some waterfalls. However the trail finished abruptly after about ten minutes of walking at a small beach by the river which was at least a perfect place to have lunch. On the way back the camper we were rewarded for the strenuous walk with a sighting of deer a few meters of the trail.
Nelson was highly praised in our guidebooks as a nice little town full of hippies in a picturesque background. However according to a local it only appears to be full of hippies as they are left unemployed while fairly right-wing conservatives get all the jobs. Nelson was mainly just a wifi/charging spot for us but the hip café's from the guidebook were all closed by the time we arrived so we resorted to the mall. It's terrible how although leaving at separate times we all found ourselves flocking to the wifi at the mall. It wouldn't be a stop on the map without having a look in the tourist information and collecting more maps - most of which ended up as fire kindling. We parked the camper two minutes down the road at the lakeside in front of the Prestige hotel in the innocent belief we'd be there just for dinner. A posh Kraft Dinner and four hours later we were falling asleep .