There are no typos in the title. I double-checked... We didn't buy any gas at Tetsa River Lodge, despite the enchantment of the place and our desire to support local businesses. We stopped there, on our way from Fort Nelson where we'd spent the night to Toad River, because the lodge bills itself as offering the best cinnamon buns in the galactic cluster. Who could resist that?
Entering the wee restaurant cum gift shop cum registration desk, we were greeted by Grizzly Adams, a friendly and energetic bear of a man who traps wolves as his winter occupation and (apparently) is proud owner of a fierce wolf-dog cross. Lucky for Uilleam, said pooch wasn't in evidence at the time. The coffee was great, the cinnamon buns.... well, not so much. Which is to say, they were ok, but I had many, many much better ones in the Old Caf at UBC.
The lodge sells gas at $1.79/litre and doesn't tolerate any whining about it:
And if you're staying in the campground, a shower will run you $5.00. Okay, then, moving right along....
At Toad River, we got our first inkling that the great frozen north is actually not that frozen for at least part of the year. Gardening is not only possible but can be highly productive. Much more productive than my puny Saskatchewan garden, apparently....
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Huge -- and almost perfect -- cabbages
Pretty impressive all around. The photos just don't do it justice.
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