Thoughts on Fort St. John: Gravel
It felt like the town itself had a gravel ‘voice’. It felt rough … like it had just come off the range and needed quenching. Fast. No time for niceties … no time for beauty … no time for love. Just put down a road to get me where I need to go and give me a place to have a drink and buy some company.
Our ‘campsite’ at Rosco’s RV Park was much the same. To be fair, it was new – very new – and the entire site was entirely made up of gravel. I have to say … the person who controls the gravel should be the richest man in town!
Rosco’s RV Park, Fort St. John
There is a good bike path around town and we rode in for lunch and did a bit of touring. Really kind of pretty in a gravelly, wide open kind of way.
Biking in Fort St. John
We’ll stay here for tonight and tomorrow nite then head north for the next leg.
We stayed 2 days and nights which was about 1 ½ days too long.
Fort St. John
Thoughts on Fort Nelson:
If Fort St. John was a gravel-voiced roughneck, Fort Nelson is his very plain but wholesome-looking sister. Everything in the right places, but with no frills or interest. Very clean and functional – you might date her but she doesn’t make you want to marry her!
Fort Nelson
Towns up here are so different from the small towns we visited on our trip down south last year. Those towns were equally as old – some older – but they had managed to keep their unique flavor through the years. Interesting architecture, funky shops, lots of stuff to look at and explore. The towns up here seem to only be able to tell you what WAS there. All the interesting buildings have been replaced by ugly but functional boxes with no charm or interest.
I guess they rely on the scenic beauty to make up for their lack of interest! Too bad … but nice to see anyway!
One highlight of the visit to Fort Nelson was a dinner at Jackfish Dundee’s Pub on Charlie Lake. Click the link to check out our review!
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