Cassiar Highway 509a1

My next night of camping was to be in Iskut. When I got there, the campground there were no other campers and so I chose a choice site along a lake (this picture). I then went into 'town' -- which appeared to consist of one building that housed a small store, a restaurant (two tables), and living quarters.

I try to eat dinner in local restaurants when camping, but the restaurant appeared to be closed even though the entrance had been open. I could hear noises in the back that sounded like a television, but didn't see anyone. After a few moments, a young woman came in from the back of the building, and I asked if any food was available. She motioned for me to sit at one of the tables (she either didn't speak much English, or just didn't like to speak), brought me lukewarm tea, and then disappeared. After a couple of minutes, she started bringing food, without my having ordered -- apparently I got what was available from the family dinner. As I was finishing, she motioned for me to come into the next room, which was apparently their living room. There were about 10 people in the room, watching (they had a satellite dish) the ice hockey finals between San Jose and a Canadian team! I signaled 'no thanks.' I'm not a sports fan in the first place, but then watching a California team in remote Canada just seemed too odd.

From 1994 San Francisco - Arctic Ocean camping trip. Scan of an older picture. Best viewed as part of the NW Canada set.