Day 7: Buckinghorse River to Fort Nelson
We knew this was going to be a short day. We got into Ft. Nelson by lunchtime, so we had the pick of the best spots in the little RV park behind the Blue Bell motel. Nothing special – just a flat gravel lot with a row of spaces, but it was level and they had a laundry, so it was good enough. There are lots of flowers around town. I guess when you have long, dark winters, flowers are good, and you plant them any place that has a spot for them.
We made the mandatory stop at the local museum. Dave says every town with more than 2 people has a museum. This one had old cars, and one of them had a sign that Pam said fit Gerry:
I am old and fragile. Please treat me with the respect I deserve. Please do not sit in me, play with my buttons or abuse me in any way.