Likely

This wasn't the first time we had been to Likely and it won't be the last.  As long as Chris and Carl have their charming little cabin in the woods we will continue to visit (as long as they will have us) and love it.  We arrived in Likely to a solid week of rain, some light but some torrential downpours with thunder and lightning free of charge.  It was a good thing Carl had a full supply of fire wood so Chris and I could stay warm and cosy while the guys persisted fishing, biking and just doing things that guys do outdoors.  One day while Chris and I were inside, gazing longingly outside wishing the rain would stop, a wolf walked through their yard, posed just long enough for us to get a good look and grab our cameras (but not long enough to to actually turn them on and take a picture) before disappearing down over the bank.  

When, at last, the sun came out we all ventured outside taking in a little fresh air with a few more bike rides and just enjoying the peace and quiet of the area.  Moose and sandhill cranes both frequent the grassy marsh which Chris and Carls place overlook and we were lucky enough to either see and/or hear them during our stay. What a great place they have and Ken loves the great beer they make!

Chris and Carl's little gem of a get away.

Brake lights where flashing when the first view of Quesnel Lake came into view on a ride over Spanish Mountian and Abbott Creek.

It's all fun and games until someone gets a flat tire!

There are a few very large old growth trees left up in the Cariboo.

And speaking of large...Wayne caught a 8.5 lb Lake Trout and Ken's came in just under at 4 lbs but both  were delicious.  Wayne and Brenda had us over for a fish fish fry that we all enjoyed (along with a few of our (Brian and Sandy's) Montana Margaritas.

Did I mention how beautiful the view of Quesnel Lake was from Spanish Mountian?