When mom and dad were in Barkerville they got their picture taken. Prepare yourself…..this is unique my friends.
Mom in a bonnet and dad looking like he’d beat the cwap outta anybody interfering with his family. MOL
Today is also Collect Rocks Day so Bashful and Chip went out to the Lane to chat with the local stoners and rockers. I see them headed for home now. They have some pebble with them.
Hey Shoko I would like to introduce you to my new friend. She is very shy.
What is her name Chip? Gee, I don’t know. She grabbed a ride with us when we left Barkerville. Really? Where did she hide? She climbed into the bag with the other flats. She must be hungry….what does she eat Chip? The same as you and Bashful? Yeah, let’s get your mom to give her some of the good stuff, sifted sand. Is she alone or did someone come with her from Barkerville? Another stone came with her. This little pebble is quite young. How old is she Chip? I don’t know for sure but she is around my age. Bashful is talking with her friend and thinks he may stay with her as she is very upset about leaving Barkerville. OK, I’m sure Bashful will help her. You make her comfy Chip and try to find out her name.
Mom is very happy with her canning from the other day. The end is now in sight.
Kali is delighted with our Yeowwy Green Fish mom got from the opening of Pet Smart.
I wonder if Bashful will bring the upset stone home? Guess I’ll find out soon.
Last week mom and dad decided to take all our flat visitors and the pet rocks to Barkerville. You’re wondering what this Barkerville town is? Well, in 1862 Billy Barker discovered gold on Williams Creek and triggered a stampede of thousands to the Cariboo. Over the next eight years Barkerville thrived. It was the biggest town north of San Francisco. When the gold faded away so did the town. Barkerville is now a thriving tourist destination.
So we all piled in the car. King Meiko, Pete, Timmy, Buddy Budd, Einstein , me (Foko) and the pet rocks…Bashful and Chip. Oh right….mom and dad too. MOL We travelled like 87,000 miles. OK it was more like 170 miles. We didn’t waste any time but it was a looooong trip.
EEEk……avalanches!….the flats were scared. Not to worry, there’s no snow guys.
The road next to this tranquil stream was called the Cariboo Wagon Road before it was smoothed out and widened. It was also referred to as the eighth wonder of the world.
Mom was attempting to show the devastation the Pine Beetle has done to all the mature pine trees. All the mature pine trees are dead and are just sticks now. For some reason, the young and tender pine trees have been left alone. One perk to this mess is the wood left by the pine beetle….it is beautifully coloured.
Barkerville is just up ahead….ignore the sign distance.