Today began with a Walmart run, stocking up on food and supplies. Then we went to church at the New Beginnings Baptist Church in Dawson Creek. There was another Baptist church, but as I studied their web sites, the New Beginning church seemed to be more like our home church in Tahlequah, at least based on their programs and affiliations. It turned out to be very different, indeed! It was much smaller, with probably no more than 75 people in attendance. They actually used a hymnal for the hymns! It was very informal, with prayer requests coming from people in the congregation, and with no nursery for the little kids, there was much coming and going during the hour-long sermon. Yep, I don't know how long it's been since I've sat through a sermon that long. But we enjoyed visiting with the pastor afterwards. He was an ex-patriate American who grew up in Kansas and taught at Criswell Bible College at one time. But he is a committed Canadian now, and hunts moose and elk every year. He even offered to give us some moose steaks, but we didn't have time to wait around.
We headed for Safeway to get some fresh veggies and fruits, then headed north for Ft. Nelson. It was a relatively short driving day, since we knew we'd spend the morning in church. Nevertheless, it's going to be 283 miles to cover today. We stopped in Fort St. John, 45 miles north of Dawson Creek, to get lunch at the local McDonald's. After Fort St. John, there's not much on the way to Ft. Nelson (see photo at left). It was beginning to seem like wilderness, even though there was still lots of traffic on the road at times. And as for wildlife, we saw this black bear, but not much more. There were signs on the highway warning of moose on the highway, and deer and elk, but we decided they were put up by the various Chambers of Commerce and bore little resemblance to actual events.
We arrived in Ft. Nelson--no Walmart, no Canadian Tire, but there was a Boston Pizza. We found the RV Park, and had a great spot under a bunch of trees. After dinner, we wandered around the park, which was very full of trailers and motorhomes, and ran into the folks from San Antonio again. This was beginning to feel like summer camp.
I need to find a place tomorrow morning to change the oil in the pickup. It's about that time.
We arrived in Ft. Nelson--no Walmart, no Canadian Tire, but there was a Boston Pizza. We found the RV Park, and had a great spot under a bunch of trees. After dinner, we wandered around the park, which was very full of trailers and motorhomes, and ran into the folks from San Antonio again. This was beginning to feel like summer camp.
I need to find a place tomorrow morning to change the oil in the pickup. It's about that time.
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