After days off the grid, we rolled back into civilization through Kaslo — a picture-perfect tourist town perched on the west shore of Kootenay Lake. Civilization meant three things: groceries, a campground, and hot showers. We grabbed all three with zero guilt before treating ourselves to dinner in town. Big mistake....
One of our “sort-of-planned” goals in Canada was to hit a few more national parks, and Mount Revelstoke just happened to be next up. We pointed Marcel toward the one and only campground at the base of the mountain. It was, of course, fully booked — but after enough nights...
Just north of Cherryville, we made a run at Sugar Lake, hoping to keep our streak of waterfront camps alive. We prowled the western shoreline for a good hour, hunting for that perfect wild spot — the kind you brag about later and pretend you “just stumbled on.” Instead, we...
Crossing the border into Canada was less dramatic than I imagined. A couple of pointed questions from the agent — mostly about whether we planned on sneaking into the maple-syrup utopia forever — and a raised eyebrow at our “yes, we really will go home eventually” story. Once convinced we...
