So we're heading out on the final leg of our trip (excluding any pick-ups that may come later this year or next). I decided we've had a long enough break, we can do 23 hrs straight to Prince Rupert no problem.
Neil started off the trip hungry. Always an ill omen . . . but we got all stocked up on granola and trail mix before we left.
The bus is pretty full, and everyone seems to be decked out in shorts and sandles. These are the first major signs that we no longer have to worry about winter travelling and getting stuck in a snow drift.
We left Coquitlam on a night bus, and I faded in and out of sleep all through the darkness, and most of the morning. We had a bit of a stopover in Prince George, but it wasn't even really worth it to leave the bus station, it was so short and we were so tired.
Now we're on the Highway of Tears. There are a lot of crosses along the side of the road. And rain clouds hug the mountain peaks like a mourning veil. It's breathtaking scenery, but somber.
We've passed through Smithers (stopped for A&W burgers), New Hazelton, and several other towns. We're coming into Terrace now. I've been kinda semiconscious for it all, but I was awake enough to spot the black bear on the side of the road as we were coming out of Prince George. I think I'm gonna fade off again and stare out the window. They say it's especially gorgeous between Terrace and Prince Rupert, and I think they're right.
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