Az’s May-Long Breakfast Adventure– Part 1
Nothing screams BREAKFAST TOUR like a long weekend without the kiddo in tow. After a quick brainstorm and some spin and point to carefully plot our course, my partner in crime and myself got the heck out of dodge on a northernly heading. We weren’t really sure where we would end up, just that we were going north. We didn’t get a move on till Friday evening and made it as far as Kamloops before calling it a night. We got our drink on with some of my family and woke with the need for greasy breakfast to cure what ailed us. We grabbed the usual Starbucks and a couple of bananas then decided to hit the dusty and get a few miles behind us. The Bucks and ‘nanas would tide us over for a little while. Not long mind you… we made it as far as the grand city of Little Fort. Noe me with my beer head still hanging on, forgot to take a picture of the little cafe we stopped at (which was also the ONLY cafe in town) Mc Dodds was its name, but I did take a picture of the place next to it with the sweet turret addition going on. I guess in rural BC, you never know when you might be under siege.
You could almost hear the crickets singing when we walked in. There was not a soul to be seen. The place was a small, quaint little diner that had been lightly renovated since the early 50’s I’m guessing. The perfect little greasy spoon to fill our northern bound bellies.
The part that really excited me was the full humming bird feeders right outside the windows. Being the closet bird watching person I am, I was excited to no end and actually found myself giggling at the little birds flashy antics.
It didn’t take long to paruse the menu and get our orders going. I ordered a pretty standard fair, not that there was much choice in a sleepy little town diner, and my partner got some glorious schmoo covered dish with tomatoes, green peppers, hash browns and cheese with 2 eggs on top and toast on the side.
While we waited in sweet anticipation, we attempted to plot our course and vaguely decided to take the HWY 24 west then continue our adventure north. The 24 is a beautiful highway also called the fisherman’s highway for the 100+ lakes within 10km of it.
We also came to the conclusion that our trip was going to take us to Barkerville, the largest gold-rush town in Canada. I consulted our accommodation guide in all it’s hotel listed goodness and chose a place called the Well’s Hotel in Wells BC, just a dash from Barkerville. Once that was decided, our breakfast was presented to us.
Mine isn’t all that exciting. Poached eggs, bacon, home style hash browns and toast. It may not be too interesting, but it was just the perfect breakfast. Everything was cooked to perfection.
My partner’s on the other hand was nothing short of glorious to behold. I sat across the table in envy and watched the cheese string from his fork as he shoveled.
It was beautiful. We devoured or brekkies, wandered over to the old antiques shop across the road and continued on our merry way.
2 more breakfasts to follow. Stay tuned!