My version of CA is spelled with an ‘I’. We are somewhere in British Columbia along Route 1, the highway that rolls east to west across all of Canadia. Nestled deep within the hills of Rogers pass (Canadia’s Glacier National Park), lies the most shining-esque Best worst Western I’ve ever encountered. We sleep, we eat & we roll up and down various peaks. Wash & repeat for 10 days.
Craig in the white room.
skiin’ skiin’ skiin’