silly girls

For the last week I've been in the middle of nowhere. I'm not being facetious when I say that. I've driven a lot of roads that have a had a lot of signs that say, "check your fuel 'cause there's no gas station for a really long time." Okay, the sign doesn't say that exactly but you get my drift.

It has been a glorious week. Dave, Karla and I drove to Terrace in a little over 15 hours which is incredibly good. I ate KFC in Smithers which seems to be becoming a tradition 'cause I did the exact same thing last year. We went straight to Karla's family reunion at a campground pretty close to Terrace for two nights. On Monday me and Karla drove to Kinaskan Provincial Park (Dave left earlier with his Dad). To pass our time, 4 hours, we chewed a lot of Hubba Bubba, blew bubbles and cracked our gum. And we looked for bears, which we saw.

When we arrived at the campground, the lovely, manly men set up our tents so Karla and I could go fishing. We went fishing at 930 in the evening 'cause the sun doesn't go down until well after 10. It's actually still light enough to see at 11. Now I haven't fished since I was 8 so really this is my first time. David gives me a quick tutorial on the fishing rod and off we go. We canoed for a little while to find a good spot and about 20 minutes in I catch one. I reel it in and Karla gets it into the net. It's a decent sized rainbow trout that's flip flopping away in the bottom of the canoe. For some reason both Karla and I start screaming like little girls which quickly descends into uncontrollable giggling followed by screaming whenever the fish jumps. We start to paddle furiously back to shore which is very difficult to do when you are laughing uncontrollably. Because sound travels so unbelievably well on a lake, strangers are coming to the shore and yelling, "just kill it!" to which Karla responds, "I just can't!" while I continue to laugh. We can both see David standing on the shore shaking his head. Mercifully David kills the fish and then proceeds to clean it for me. We ate it about 30 minutes later cooked with onions, lemon and butter. Scott's specialty.

In the next few days I will post pictures of our adventure. It was beautiful and peaceful and exactly what I needed to calm my soul. It was good to be away from email and phones. It was good to rest in Jesus in the midst of His creation. It was good. And there is more good to come. The next few weeks, months, years are full of good things I am sure. Sometimes it just takes getting away from all the goodness to have eyes to see how good it all is.