"Stuck in the middle with you"

Trip Start Aug 20, 2007
Trip End Aug 31, 2007

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Flag of Canada  , British Columbia,
Saturday, August 25, 2007

It sounds like a scene from the early 1990's.  Three friends in a rattling beat-up car with "stuck in the middle with you" playing over the radio.  Add some screeching tires, three sets of awful smelling feet and a lingering stench of burning brakes and you've got the picture of yesterdays' adventure to Trophy Mountain.

We started the morning early, almost ran out of gas, then got caught in a line-up of Clearwater Police checking for drivers licenses'.  I've decided that is a bright red flag for determining you're in Red Neck Territory:  The police don't check for seat belts or drunk drivers.  No, it's more basic than that.  Do you have the requirements to even sit behind the wheel?  And we're not talking about Daddy letting you drive the truck all over the front yard.

After clearing the traffic stop we headed for Wells Grey Park.  We checked out Spahats Falls and continued on our way to the Trophy Mountain trail head.  After passing many deer we made it to the parking lot and Julie got her first look at mountains.

It was a gorgeous day for a hike, the sun was warm and the sky a piercing blue.  The views at the top of the hike were second to none and Julie even found a nice log cabin to live in.  She's currently tormenting herself with the decision to go to school or live in the forest.  I've agreed to come bring her food.

There was a good mix of travelers at our hostel for the past three nights:  A Dutch who's been traveling for four months, a 50-year-old who put all her belongings in storage in Calgary and is finding a new place to live, two retired German professors who tried to convince me to study in Bremen and an Aussie whom I now somehow owe a movie for Christmas.  There's been no lack of Jenga games or stories from abroad.  For now it's back to Kamloops and off to the rodeo, yes rodeo, tonight.

... from the pseudo owners of the car that reeks of rotten shoes 
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