Farwell CanyonWhere two rivers meet in British Columbia's Chilcotin District, there is a complex and beautiful grassland landscape
Near the confluence of the Fraser and Chilcotin Rivers is a landscape unlike the rest of British Columbia. It was here, in Farwell Canyon that I'd decided to greet the first day of Summer, June 21, 2016. It was also a full moon.
My campsite was one of the few bits of level ground for miles. Surrounded by nothing but sagebush, bunchgrass and the mountains, I spent a few days exploring this wild west landscape.
The Chilcotin River, laden with silt from the spring freshet, flows swiftly this time of year. Besides the crickets and the wind, it provided most of the soundtrack for my campsite.
Composed mainly of clays and soft sand, the hillsides are constantly eroding.
Distant thunder announced the arrival of evening showers. Once again, I was glad of Frito's tin roof. The patter of rain on that roof has encouraged many a refreshing sleep.
On the surrounding plateau, the rains make the grass grow, which keeps the cattle happy. Not to mention these cowboys, who have what must be one of the best gigs available.
And this bull, who also appears to have an excellent gig.
The rain also grows trees, which keeps the loggers employed, too. This haul road was busy with trucks moving timber the whole time I was there.
This beautiful and productive land has been home to humans for tens of thousands of years. It was a privilege for me to share it, if only for a few days.
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