Well friends, it has been quite a trip so far, let me tell you!  And I can explain the lack of blogs about it by an interesting combination of two factors.  I have either had the time to post, but no internet access.  Or I have had the internet access, but no time to post.  And really, that combination really can dictate a lot of your life in today’s modern, crazy world.  Time+access=awesome blog post about my ongoing summer adventures.  And here we go!

So on Wednesday I took off in this little Suzuki Swift (a rental car for this week) to head up to Quesnel.  Now, the usual van I drive is named “Olaf the Destroyer,” and for good reason.  He is a powerful force, destroying all in his path.  This car, well, let’s just call him “Nigel, drinker of warm beverages.”  He’s sweet and all, but not exactly powerful.  Although he is very quick.  But not so quick that I accidentally speed somewhere near Prince George and get a ticket and make my wife cry.  Not this time folks.  Here, for the curious (Tara), is a picture of this week’s vehicle.

Tally-ho, everyone!

So at about 10:30 or so I found myself winding my way in to the beautiful Fraser Canyon.  This highway is definitely in my top 10 favourite drives in BC, and it may even be in the top 5.  It’s quite breathtaking.  So of course I slowed down to take a picture or two (after making sure the coast was clear).  Click “more” to see the pictures, and also to hear about the zany antics of one Bethel Church in Quesnel.

So here are some shots of the canyon:

And the road stretching out ahead:

Also, a big rock in the river:

After that lovely drive (as well as some boring parts) I ended up in Quesnel.  Now Monte, the youth pastor, had purchased some raw (not alive) Cornish Game Hens for “Chicken Olympics.”  We proceeded to have a hen toss, where the farthest guy and girl tosser won.  Following that, the youth were split in to four teams and were charged with creating a catapult to launch these tasty animals.  I never thought I would see a game hen launched 40 feet in the air by a kid jumping as hard as he could on a wooden board.  Oh the things I see in my travels!  After that we had ice cream sundaes, and then I told them to follow Jesus and come to Summit, not necessarily in that order.  All in all a great night.

That’s all I have for now, but don’t you worry – I have several pictures and videos of this week coming still.  Next up: Chetwynd!  For now let me leave you with a video.  This will be completely arbitrary and random.  I hope you enjoy.