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Wednesday, our day off, we decided to go explore Port Alice. Port Alice is located about 73 K (about 45 miles) from Telegraph Cove. Port Alice sits on the Neroutsos Inlet. On our way up the road to Port Alice we stopped at every scenic spot.

Beaver Creek. The place to be on a hot day. Picnic tables and swimming.

 

Marble Lake. Camping (a Provincial Park), fishing and hiking.

 

Back in the 60’s Port Alice was a growing community with a pulp mill. They hail themselves as “Gateway to the Wild West Coast.” This will probably be as far west as we will get this trip. This inlet goes out to the Pacific Ocean. ¬†Today, it is a small village with about 1000 people.

 

Visitor’s Center

After driving to the place where the pulp mill was, we turned around and came back to find a beach to have lunch.

 

It was quiet and we watched boats heading toward the end of the inlet.

 

A beacon.

 

This seal popped up and watched us for a while. I went to get my long camera lens but it was gone by the time I got back. So a fuzzy photo.

 

Just a cool photo opportunity.

After lunch we decided to take the Alice Loop (dirt logging road) back to Hwy. 30. We later learned that the log trucks were off for 2 weeks and boy, were we glad. It would have been miserable if we had to contend with them or them us!

We found Alice Lake.

Camping and swimming.

There were few road signs to lead us back to Hwy 30. There was no “Hwy 30” this way! So, with our trusty map we thought we were on the right road.

We came to:

 

They call this a centos and Devils Bath is the largest. I think we would call this a cauldron.
We had to climb up to see Devil’s Bath. There was no hiking down to it.

 

As we drove along we would see signs like this. All started with “Tourist.”

 

This is Katherine’s lake. This was, also, where we discovered we were lost. We should not be this far east. Hwy 30 was not in this direction. We started to turn around and Dale saw in the rear view mirror that a black bear was behind us. I tried to get a quick photo but he was too far away. When he saw us he turned and ran away. Our first bear sighting!!!

On the way back to finding which road we were to be on, one of God’s human angels came by. He was a local and had a crew building bridges for the log trucks. We had a nice chat with him and he explained how to get back to the highway. We saw our mistake – turning right when we should have turned left.

Around a curve and we saw this. He had just pooped in the road and went off in the bushes. When he saw us he ran across the road and silly me did not have my long lens on. So we have finally seen 2 black bears.

Back on the highway and off to Port McNeil for groceries and back home by 5.

Getting lost is always fun and you see stuff you wouldn’t have seen otherwise.

Ferns every where and  Fire weed was in abundance.

Life is good. God does have angels watching over us – spiritual or human!

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