A Town Called Salmon 🐟

Last night I had my daily check in with Google maps, found our next destination … Revelstoke, Gateway to the Rockies… 2hour 50 from Lac Le Jeune… then came my favourite bit… finding the day’s stopover… I usually plan this to be half way..ish… and as soon as I spotted β€˜A Town Called Salmon’ I zoomed in… and our next destination was right there waiting for us… Canoe Beach on (Noel Edmunds, multi coloured) Schswap Lake! It had to be πŸ˜ŠπŸ›Ά.

After a visit en route to their new best friend, Tim Horton, 🍩 we continued to eat up the Trans Canada Highway 1… swimming an hour and half upstream to Salmon! Just five minutes off the main Highway at Salmon we followed the tracks of the Canadian Pacific Railway Station – apparently one of the oldest surviving stations in BC…searching for a β€˜blue tunnel under the tracks’… and just moments before I’d would have to declare my fake confidence in where we were, it appeared!

Canoe Beach was waiting expectantly for us, bathed in glorious sunshine, protected by the fortress that is Mount Bastion. Perfect! The Girl Who Never Knows Where She Is had pulled it out of the bag again – even if I do say so myself! πŸ˜‰

The paddle board was inflating before we could say Schswap Lake, towels out and a few hours of glorious beach time lay ahead of us! Swimming, paddle boarding, beach volleyball and ice cream (with the usual sprinkling of bickering!) πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚

Jack swimming and Tom paddle boarding

Callum set himself the challenge of swimming out to a distant pontoon and Jack and Tom paddled to it… All three so at home in her crystal waters!

Not so sure the boys would have been quite so confident leaping off their boards if they’d known that, at its deepest the lake is 161 m deep! With over 1000km’s of shoreline it was rather appropriate that I found a little corner whose name means β€˜lost’ from the Shuswap First Nations people!

Once everyone was settled in I went for my usual explore… rocky shores, rickety cabins and beautiful boats…

Sufficiently toasted we got our sandy selves back on the road… trunks drying on the dashboard and atop the cases in the boot/trunk! We were soon blessed with our first view of the Rockies… standing tall, just as I remembered them… snow capped and enticing!

Then, as quickly as they appeared, they vanished… hidden behind a closer mountain. πŸ˜’πŸ”

We arrived safely in Revelstoke and checked into our motel … The Revelstoke Gateway Inn..A well positioned hotel, great WiFi, a very dodgy looking hot tub but welcoming Chinese hosts who arrange your towels in fanned out birds, provide Jade soap and grow orchids in every patch of dirt possible!

As the sun was still shining and there was light left in the day I managed to persuade the crew to visit the Revelstoke Mountain Resort, just a 10 minute drive to the east of town.

Dinner at Rockfords and then a gondola ride up to The Mountain Pipe Rollercoaster down Revelstoke Mountain! Callum and Tom snuck into their own gondola 🚠 before I’d even managed to get through the first turnstile and were off!

Earlier in the day two bears had been on the tracks but we weren’t quite lucky enough to see them!

Crazy fun! Now… where are our beds???? πŸ’€πŸ’€πŸπŸπŸ‡¨πŸ‡¦

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