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BY AL LONNEBERG
It sounds impossible! We drove to the Arctic Circle in our RV, touring two provinces, two territories and one state, travelling 10,911 km (6,780 mi) over 58 days, plus we purchased a pile of gifts for friends and mementoes for ourselves, and took part in a variety of activities and events — all for a net average daily cost of only $73.67 more than if we had stayed home.
We made the trip with our friends Martha and Franz Steffen who had recently purchased their first motorhome, a 1996 class C, Corsair Excella. Our 2002 Class A Itaska Sunrise with one slide is our seventh motorhome and, while we are not RV full-timers, it is a lifestyle we really enjoy.
Two provinces
Week One
We began our trip at Luis Creek, north of Kamloops, on Wednesday, May 20. After viewing the monument to the devastating Barrier Forest Fire of 2003, we headed north up the Yellowhead Highway. At Tweedsmuir Park we made a side trip to Spahats Falls, where we camped for our first night.
Delle and I had heard of these abandoned gold mines and we wanted to find out for ourselves, so we set out to determine if the stories were true. Our riding group this trip consisted of Tom, Beryl, Delle, Cooper (our dog) and me as we travelled west on Hwy 20 in our motorhome and utility trailer and they in their truck, camper and utility trailer to see what was left from those mines that had been worked in search of the glittering gold in the 40’s and 50’s. Current Articles
Canadian Pride while in Hemet California Many RV Resorts down sough celebrate a winter Canada Day!
BY JANOS BALOGH We have been traveling a lot, but I always meet people who seem to travel even more and I can’t help admiring and sometimes envying them. I truly believe that the Travel Bug exist, sometimes you just feel the urge to go regardless of the season or weather. This January after we drove through three days of rainstorm and had a tornado warning in California we finally enjoyed the much nicer weather is San Felipe. During our stay there we saw the proof: other people bitten by the Travel Bug. Our campground had Wifi in the bar and the restaurant; we were there almost every evening to take care of e-mails and our blog, (and some margaritas). One evening a young couple walked in wearing biker gear from head to toe and asked how much the camping costs.
BY DIANE HLOHINEC The green road sign says Highway 17 South to Phoenix. I take one last look out my side window as the truck exits off I-40, part of old Route 66, which we’ve been travelling on for days, as we circle around to head south. I can still see the San Francisco Peaks, drizzled with snow on the tops, standing majestically against the clear spring sky. All around us are Ponderosa pine trees, dark green contrasting with the sky and mountains. My husband points out to me the lack of ground cover in the forest. It’s like a giant brushed his fingers between the conifers and cleared away all the debris. It is near the end of April, 2003, and we are on the last leg of our journey. We left the cold of Canada; loading up our fifth wheel trailer with boxes, suitcases, Rubbermaid containers and even a bookcase resting on our bed, taking the long trek across country. We are bringing our son Mike’s things to him in Phoenix. He is working for a military firm there doing computer work for radar bases across the southwest. I was sad when he decided to move so far away but understood his need for independence. Now the anticipation of a reunion is gripping me with anxiety and happiness.
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Gold has always interested generations of people of the world, and when the source of this had been found in the Chilcotin, it was that much more intriguing.


