Processed cheese, Cheap Hotels, Prince George

**my spell check is not working and this is a rushed post...I will fix later**

I am back in my stomping grounds. Last night I pulled into Prince George after a 'harried' drive from Cache Creek. Snow everywhere, visibility zero and a car accident(not my car) involving a dead horse (don't laugh it was really sad). The photo shoot on Monday went fabulously. Aside from the photographer having to deal with an emotionally dead subject (I definalty was not my most vibrant self) I think we got some great shots. It was hilarious, wandering around the streets of Gas Town, people stopping to watch...me in the road trying not to get hit by oncoming traffic so we could get the shot!.

After hurried goodbyes I picked up my van and battled rushhour traffic out of the city. I made it as far as Cache Creek that night, stayed in a small motel that only charged me $18 because their hot water heater was broken and ate in a pub that visually gave the impression of a high class food establishment but served their pizza with white processed cheese slices! Nasty!

This morning I am off to reunite with the Terrace contingency. I sure the evening will involve, superior food, multiple bottles of wine and marveling at the lack of snow on the hill, but epic conditions in the backcountry.