We had put on a week-long show in the mall at Quesnel. We stayed with my sister, and were able to visit in the evenings. When we left there, we headed to Williams Lake and another show at Boitano Mall. We were parked in the police station parking lot (their suggestion) for the whole week.
It was almost like a picnic as every evening at supper time, I cooked in the van!
On Saturday, the last day of the show, I looked out the doors and could see nothing but brown. I had no idea what was going on until someone said “don’t go out there. It’s a wind storm.”
Luckily for us, by the end of the afternoon, the storm was over. We were headed for a visit with Jack and Dot, my husband’s brother and his wife. They had a home at Oie Lake. You turned off the main road just above 100 Mile House, on the Canim Lake Road. Not long after, you turned again on to the one lane trail to their home.
Once again, we were lucky. The wind had taken a swath right through the area and uprooted all the large trees. Someone else had gone over that road after the storm, and they had sawed out the logs that were blocking the way… except for the small one in the picture.