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Samba Deh Falls Territorial Park to Fort Nelson, NWT  08/24-25/06 (Day 121-122)
Feast or Famine

As we leave camp rain is falling, which makes us nervous since everyone we’ve spoken to makes it seem like the dirt highways we are traveling on become instantly impassable at the first sign of moisture. This is a part of the world, after all, where tow truck business cards are tucked discretely into visitor center brochures and passed around like the name of a really good dentist.

But the good old Liard Highway holds its own as we head out in a determined drizzle that, thankfully, helps keep the dust down. About 200 miles shy of Fort Nelson we catch a glimpse of the Northern Rockies and it hits us how long it’s been since we’ve seen mountains. It feels great. As we leave the Northwest Territories and near Fort Nelson in British Columbia we also begin to see farms again and that feels even better. Being in the wilderness is fantastic, but emerging from it has it’s attractions as well.

Despite the farm land and obvious local food production, eating in Fort Nelson turns out to be economically unfeasible. Keen readers of this web site (hi Bob!) have commented on the amount of time we spend talking about where (and what) we’ve eaten during our journey. But there’s been a noticeable lack of food talk lately and that’s because it’s too expensive to go around trying interesting food (and there isn’t any anyway) once you go much further north than Dawson Creek. The cheapest eats we find in Fort Nelson are an $18 plate of pasta and an $11 hamburger.

We head for the supermarket instead. Unfortunately there’s no Sobeys in Fort Nelson (you simply cannot beat their $4 filler-free homemade chicken pot pie), but we get some decent provisions and set up our Coleman RoadTrip Grill in the parking lot of the motel we’re staying at and cook our dinner there, much to the amusement of a few locals and their big, hungry-looking dogs.
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