We found a place to call home! As Alan drove on through winds and rain that Friday evening, I continued searching for a campground that would hold us over until our reservations in Anacortes, Washington, kicked in on Monday. Although we were still annoyed at the woman’s behavior in the gas station in Hope, British Columbia, we were thankful to be out of the Thompson River Canyon and past the danger of severe rockslides. Before we hit the border, I had found an unlikely base camp for the weekend – and it reminded us an awful lot of Alaska.
