Day 24 - June 25 - Fort Neslon, BC to Liard Hot Springs, BC, 186 miles

Short drive today, only four hours.   Washed the truck and trailer at the RV park before we departed.  That was a waste of 20 Loonies, as it soon rained on us.  After the rain, we came across a construction zone, one lane open, with a pilot car guiding us through.  It was about five miles of gravel road, with no construction activity, but loads of fine dust.   The dust was like fog - couldn't see through it, and it made washing the truck and trailer a futile effort!   Learned my lesson - that was the second time I washed the rig within the last week.  No more washes until we get back into the lower 48!  Maybe even until we get home!

 Came across some stone sheep at Summit Pass (isn't that redundant!), and a lot more on the road shortly before arriving at Liard Hot Springs.  I put on my flashers, and honked a few times.  There were a lot of females with newborns, licking the salt out of the cracks and holes in the roadway.  At one point, I had to get out of the truck and shoo them out of the way so that we could pass.  Don't worry, I won't do that with the bears!

 Arrived at Liard Hot Springs, had some dinner, and went for a hot soak.   The springs were great - crystal clear, and ranged from 120 degrees to cold at the other end.

 The driver meeting sort of morphed into a meeting at our trailer, since we were the first ones in, and had the prime spot with a large grassy area.   Photos of the entire group are shown below.
Muncho Lake, I believe to the southeast.








Woody, the Goldendoodle, and Pam, his handler.

The driver meeting outside our rig, learning the news for the next day.





A Bison wandering about outside the RV Park.


Our campsite for the evening.

More of the rigs in our group.


Look who's in the hot springs!

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