Breakfast at the restaurant was delicious. The decor was amazing. It was a great place to stay.
The place was run by a guy and his three boys. One boy got a fishing hook in his thumb and had to go to the medical center to have it removed. Another boy had to drive him. The other was probably still sleeping. That left just dad to make breakfast, take orders, check guests in and out of the resort, and collect money. It was amusing to watch. The hook came out of the sons’ thumb and the resort continues to survive. Across from the resort we walked to a trail that went straight uphill.
There was a possibility of seeing sheep, but after 2000 feet in elevation in just a few miles, we were sweaty, out of breath, and disappointed that the sheep were not around. We kept thinking that we would see lots of large land mammals, but it just wasn’t happening.
The view from the top was well worth it. the hike felt straight up and straight down. The dogs did not seem to mind.
We hurried down the hill (if you stop the mosquitoes carry you away) and back to the car. We drove over many creeks and passed many lakes. If this were a fishing trip, it would take months to get through British Columbia. We crossed another famous fishing river, the Stikine. Rivers like the Stikine, Babine, Kispiox, and Skeena, are famous for fisherman. It was nice to see them all, even if I was too early for steelhead fishing.
At the recommendation of the kid at the fly shop in Smithers, we stopped at Cottonwood Creek to fish. He had no idea where Cottonwood Creek was, but he said when we crossed it, there would be a sign, and we should fish there. He was correct on all accounts. We knew that we were far north as we caught our first grayling here. We had never caught grayling before so it was fun to check that species off the list.
We arrived to our destination of Boya Lake tonight. We made a short video of us setting up camp here.
Boya Lake is a nice blue color. With all the expectations, I thought it would be more blue. Maybe because the weather wasn’t perfect, the water wasn’t quite as blue. We walked around the lake and thought it was beautiful, but we were starting to get excited to be in Anchorage.