woke up outside of fort steele, next to wild horse river. has a nice old-timey ring to it, doesn't it?

a park in creston named after her great grandfather

then a dip in the south salmo river

as we were pulling into castlegar, i realized i had family here. a couple quick dm's later..

couldn't rightly roll through town without a visit to alien.

he makes wild art, furniture and instruments out of wood and epoxy

and smokes some weird fluffy debris.

the infamous board kennel bench is alive and well in castlegar.

emerica guys were here a couple weeks ago

said goodbye to alien and jack

caught a burning sun at anarchist summit,

before watching it finally set over osoyoos lake.