Nakusp, British Columbia

We went south from Revelstoke toward Nakusp, a small town on Arrow Lake, which I understand is the product of a dam of the Columbia River further south. Going there required a roughly 30-minute ferry ride across the lake.

We waited for the ferry about 30 minutes as well. The weather was nice, as per usual on this trip, so waiting wasn't a daunting task. We fixed lunch, made coffee, and took Kenting for a walk in the intermission. 

We were first in line for the ferry. A small victory, for sure.

Kenting had his sights on the lake water upon arrival.

After some contemplation and testing the wind, he decided it was worth a taste.

The ride itself was pleasant. I didn't think we would be allowed out of the vehicle, but indeed we were and had a nice view.

For whatever reason our time in BC was accompanied throughout with a hazy horizon that prevented the mountain view enjoyed in Jasper and Banff. At the same time, the haze leant to somewhat of a mystical aura on the lake.

For a free ride, it was worth every penny. We disembarked and drove to Nakusp, not that there were any other options. The road featured a nice viewpoint stopover...

... And from there it wasn't long until we arrived at the town. We were going to stay in the municipal campground right next to downtown, but they closed for the season 15 days early for some reason, so we were forced to backtrack slightly about a few minutes out of town to a private RV park that was notable only for the free range chickens roaming the property (which themselves were notable for making almost no mess, unlike the nasty Canada goose).

After settling down, I jogged downtown to see what was around. This was an especially neat experience for me as Naksup was where my older brother and his wife lived for several years before they headed back to Nova Scotia.

Then I called the wife and dog downtown and we parked by the lake and had a lovely walk. The lakeside is spectacular there. Really well cultivated. The lake was very low that day as a result of the dam regulation further south. Sometimes it is all the way up to the edge, I understand.

Kenting sampled more Arrow Lake water...

... And we strolled along.

I think my bro used to live a bit up this street. Nice mountain view. 

We toured around and Kenting had a hell of a time.

We were going to stay another night, but we realized a couple things about our current situation: if we were to sell the vehicle before leaving the country, we were required to get an Out of Province Inspection beforehand by law in British Columbia (since the vehicle was registered in Quebec), so the clock was ticking to make sure we got the vehicle into compliance. Just like that, government regulations were about to bring an avalanche of geese turd to Sugar Mountain.

So I made some calls and learned how hard it was to a) get appointments for an RV and b) to get them in a timely fashion in anything but a fairly large city. Most garages just don't have the facilities to accommodate a vehicle that large. So we finally made some arrangements in Kelowna (which was 4+ hours away) for the following week and it was clear we were going to have to get a move on.

We drove on the next morning. But we were still in voyage mode at this point, so we took a circuitous route southward toward Nelson and stopped over at a few quaint places along the way.