The solstice at Ginty Creek was upon us before I had time to think. Note the roses in the foreground. I cannot get enough of them.
The humming birds tailed off for a while – down to a few visits a day – but now there are more fighting over the feeder again.
I am now down to 2 volunteers, Ben and Fred, both from England although they had not met before they came to me. They are both quite handy with tools and ideas, and this was a project they did without much prompting from me.
(They have their own way of doing things…..)
A well-earned beer!
(The table will not stay there – it’s destination will be revealed in a future post.)
So far, they have been working a couple of 6-hour days then taking some time off. Now they were going to embark on a much more ambitious trip. They would fly to Hunlen Falls and canoe the Turner Lake chain for a couple of days. They would walk the 30 km to Highway 20 at the bottom of the Bella Coola Hill, then hitch-hike home.
It would finally be a bit of time off for me, too. By a quirk of fate, none of the last three volunteers had ever driven a car, let alone had a license. This meant I have had to drive them everywhere. I have not had time alone for weeks and I sorely miss it. This was the last I saw of the two volunteers when I drove them to Tweedsmuir Air’s Dock, the Nimpo Lake float plane base. I expect them back tonight some time.