The Sound of Music

As luck would have it, I’m going to be in Terrace, BC for 2 or 3 days. While heading out of town with a 1.5 liter bottle of water, a stick of spicy, processed beef jerky and a bottle of Jackson-Triggs British Columbia Chardonnay from a local store, I saw a sign that said Camping and Country Music Festival. With curiosity always being a birth defect of mine, I had to find out what I’d be missing if I kept pedaling forward into the mountains that toy with my legs. As I roamed around the campground looking for answers, I met Rene the fiddler. Rene offered to show me around and as it turned out, he is the VP of the BC Metis Federation, the organization that organized this festival. “Metis” means half Canadian Indian, half European. The Metis have their own language which is called Mitchif, a combination of Cree and French. As I looked around, I saw my opportunity to be the official photographer for this event! And so it is… I’ll save the pedaling for Monday. 🙂

So as I sit here in my mosquito proof tent typing, sipping my slightly chilled chardonnay, listening to country musicians jamming into the night, next to an RV 50 feet away… once again, I feel fortunate to be me, to be where I am, here and now… other than the scent of my sandals. If I can smell them, they must be fresh.

Thank you for following my adventure! I heard that there is a fire near Burns Lake, which is in the direction I plan on going. So who knows…