Are you ready for day two?

Alrighty then, sit back and enjoy the ride. I wasn't sure how many photos Blogger would let me upload, but here they all are. Hedley named themselves after this town...this strange and wonderful little town...coming into Hedley, you could almost believe you were going back in time to another era. If the road wasn't paved hitching post to hitching post, that is.

Some of the houses in Hedley are, er, well, unique. It looks like some of the folks here used "found" objects and pieces of other places to build a home. It is a surreal little trip through the residential streets of Hedley, so if you are coming this way, take a little time to treat yourself.

This is an Osprey nest just outside of town. It was huge, incorporating twine and bailing wire and all sorts of materiel...just like the homes in Hedley!

This is Spotted Lake...an Alkaline lake in the interior of BC. There are a few of these scattered about around these parts, but this is the biggest we have seen, and the most colourful. Want to go swimming?

We passed through the Okanagan wine country, full of orchards and vineyards. We stocked up on fresh fruit and stopped at NK'Mip Cellars for a bottle of Quam Qwimt Meritage. Say that ten times fast! A special treat for the kitty sitter...

We went into Osoyoos for a quick tour of the town. It is quite stunning. We both fell quite head over heels for it and looked at the houses and properties around there...but it is a wine town and we are beer people.

On to Oliver, where we stopped to make coffee in the park...and then headed off to have lunch with Michael's brother and uncle at a little place with good beer...and presumably great wine.

Out of Oliver, the climb into the mountains starts almost immediately...the Kootenay mountains. It's wicked switchbacks and hair-raising drops along the roadside...but the views are stunning. This is looking back over Oliver and Osoyoos.

Who wouldn't want this as the return address on your letters? I wonder how many times the powers that be have had to replace this sign...

Couldn't resist.

The campground we intended to stay at was full. Not a big loss as it was a really large campground and if it was full, then that would have been WAY too many people for me. Further on down the road, we stumbled onto this little place...only sixteen sites in all and only about four of them taken. Our site backed up to the river and that's the sound we went to sleep with in our little orange pop-top tent.

Michael tried his hand at a little gold-panning. Nope. He didn't strike it rich.

But we planted some treasures to find so we wouldn't feel the effort was wasted.

So, that is day two...I guess I better start working on day three photos, eh?

(btw...one mouse less in the house, er, on this mortal coil, actually...only one? Holy cripes...I think I just now heard another trap spring....maybe two, eh? )