The Adventures of Andrew Maurer

Today was our second big driving day. We drove through many small towns, some with massive timber piles as far as the eye could see.

After many hours of driving we got to Quesnel, restocked with a bottle of wine, got some tourist information, and decided to head to Bowron Lakes and the historical town of Bakerville 100km away. It turned out that Bakerville was completely covered in snow, unplowed, and empty, but it was only a small detour from Bowron Lakes. We realized that we had very little gas and would likely not make the 100km back to Quesnel. We went to the service station in a tiny “town” called Well’s, displaying a message that ownership was changing and that the station would only be open M-F 12pm-2pm. We would have to make it back here tomorrow if we were going to make it the 28km into Bowron Lakes and back.

We then set up camp 1km along the snow-dusted Bowron Lakes access road at a turnoff for the Yellowhawk Trail. We set up camp and I was happy with myself for guying out the tent with snow-bollards. This tent wasn’t going anywhere! With a dinner of rotini, tomato pasta sauce, sausage, cheese and a bottle of wine, we went to bed. Little did we know it would be a frigid night indeed!