Prince Rupert (part 1)

After missing out on a trip to Whitehorse last month I got a chance to go somewhere new; Prince Rupert. I like it when work sends me somewhere that I wouldn't ordinarily get a chance to travel to. It's not that I wouldn't want to go to Prince Rupert; it's just that it's such a remote place to get to, at least by road. It's about an 8 hour drive west of Prince George.

Very unexpectedly (for me) we flew over a glacier on the way to Prince Rupert. I’ll have to research it a bit to see if I can figure out which one it is.

On my way to the site I took a wrong turn and decided to stop and check my tourist map, which was in the trunk. Very fortunate that I did because as I exited the car I noticed motion across the street behind a car, which I assumed was a person, but it wasn’t; it was a deer! Just casually crossing the street to munch on some grass on the boulevard beside my rental car.

I went on a little walkabout after my job concluded and drove down a road that took me to the float plane terminal. Got a cool shot of the buoyant walkways servicing the planes while peering through a diagonal unit of chain link fencing that prevented access to an unused decayed wood walkway.

Digby Island is the home of Prince Rupert's airport and it is serviced by a ferry. Not the one in this photo however; this one was near the float plane terminal north of town.

How often does one run across a grounded barge with a civilian-plated army
truck aboard?

A railway to nowhere.

This walking trail hugs the coastline and was only opened the weekend prior
to my visit, so I was told.

An example of high-tech bridging noted along the trail. I didn’t have time to do this trail justice; I only walked about 10 minutes of it.

I’m not sure what the deal is with this picnic table. Do Sponge Bob and his fishy friends frequent this spot at high tide? Some pretty severe concrete and rebar deterioration was evident.

Lunch!