After a day of painting doors and power tools, helping Scott and Vanessa with their house renovations, Chester became even more of a man by learning the art of fishing. We joined their friends Keith and Lisa on some of their land on the banks of the Shuswap River, driving off road for miles into wilderness until finally spotting the campfire. As night fell and the owl started hooting, the only thing Chester caught was a slight chill from standing in the water so long. Fortunately our hosts had the foresight to bring hot dogs and marshmallows to roast in the absence of fresh salmon. As we put out the fire the black night sky was punctuated with lightening flashes and then rain, the first rain we have seen since leaving Blighty, and the Tugwells had chosen to spend the night camping!
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