To Gold River
I pass Sayward and Mount Cain without seeing much. It’s snowing and the visibility doesn’t give me a chance to see the surrounding mountains. But the weather gods will treat me with a great sunrise as the clouds slowly clear up reveling the snowy mountains.
I have to mention the great work the people taking care of the road are doing. They got the road cleared so quickly that I almost didn’t get to drive on snow, just enough to have fun :)
The road to Gold River simply is one of the best I’ve driven so far. I’m not sure if it’s along a lake or the sea, but it just looks so beautiful.
I pass Gold River and continue driving until I get to the end of the road and have breakfast here:
I’m looking around, taking photos, and the pilot of the seaplane comes to me and asks me if I want a ride. I first think he’s joking but he’s not. He says he just needs to check if there’s enough space on the way back for me. So I decide to hang around, watch the “wood factory” (can anyone let me know how this is called?) and have breakfast. This place is amazing. No network, at the end of the road, yet I don’t feel “claustrophobic” as I did in the other city ports I’ve just visited (Port Alice, Port Hardy, Port McNeill). Also, watching the wood workers is better than watching TV. They’re working in harmony like ants, moving wood around, dropping some in the water for the little boats to store them.
Anyway, I just gently wait 12h30 and times flies by. The pilot seems to be gone, another one arrived but isn’t offering me any ride, so I guess I missed my chance to fly in a seaplane and get great views. Never mind. Time to get back on the road, direction South.