Up and going pretty early today 7am, towards Gingolx, the
drive is very nice the road hugs the water’s edge of Portland Inlet and a
mountains for 46km’s, lots a water views and small turns and a views, very steep
declines 12% and 16%, funny back home 7% is worth a warning.
Just 10 minutes in I see my first bear of the
day and as it turns out my only bear of the day. This water is an inlet however it does become
the Nass River and so there are salmon running. I see a native fish trap in
business and the salmon are called Silvers, never heard of them but in Alaska
they had signs announcing that the Silvers had arrived.
Gingolx is a transplanted community from Pearse Island that
can be seem in the distance on the other side of the bay.
This was done in the
1970’s, so almost all the houses are 1970’s vintage, there are 3 in great
condition, each with paved driveways, a garden, tool shed, grass is cut, the
occupant took care of their house and it shows.
However this is a town of about 350 houses and these are houses not
mobile homes or converted school portables. The rest of the houses are run
down, roofs never replaced and now have a thick layer of mosses on them, no
garden, grass never cut, dirt driveway, broken windows with wood coverings or aluminum foil.
Trash and whatever furniture was no longer wanted inside dumped out the back or
on the front porch. Common though is a
new car or truck in the drive and a satellite dish on the side.
I walk the sea wall and take pic of bald eagles sitting on
the rocks nearby.
As I approach the end I see a guy dumping fish cuts beside
the sign that says no dumping. It turns
out that within 2 minutes there are 4 eagles fighting over the scraps. As he
walks back I ask if there anywhere to buy fish, Jeff says I have some strips
and smoked fillets in my smoker. Yes
I’d like to see, Turns out to be a good deal for me 1 fillet smoked dry but
still needs cooking and 5 dry strips that are like smoked salmon jerky for $15.
I talk to Jeff for a while about the smoke
houses and the town, and he apologies for the state of the town. Jeff lives in
one the good looking houses, but says since the road came in the 1990’s things
have really gone downhill, people of lazy, before everyone had a smoke house
now there are only 5 left.
The town
council building and the arena are the two new buildings since the road came
and they are great. If you are not
involved with the council or your smoke house, people just smoke drink and watch
TV.
I left Jeff to his smoke house and head to Rosswood boat
launch to cook up ½ of the fillet on the rocks. Smoked dried salmon cooks well
on an open fire grill, the drying process locks in the moisture of the fish
while is cooks on the skin side.
Driving into Terrace I see a Canadian tire and decide to buy
15amp fuses and replace the one that I think looks good. I make the switch and
no change on the plug situation. 50km later towards Prince Rupert I pull off to
see if there is another 15amp fused used on the same line as the one I just
replaced. Turns out, there is one and its dead, I put the new fuse in and presto
plug works. So very happy I plug in my phone and most importantly mp3
player. BTW when I took apart the dash,
I found a copper spring on the plug was not in the right spot so likely it was
both the cooper spring and fuse. Still
the heat is on full blast, I failed to figure that one out yet.
I stop off at Port Edward to look at the cannery which now a
museum $12. I always like shooting old buildings;
here there is the old factory
on the docks, a rendering plant to extract fish oil for salmon scraps and
herring. The canning lines and all the labels that were used, seems that if you
bought pink or red salmon in a can in the 1889 to 1976 no matter what brand you
bought it was all the same, something to think about when buying canned food in
the future
Also they had a house for Japanese workers, another for Chinese
workers and several houses for native workers; a general store to ensure
workers were in debt to the store and had to work harder; a row of houses for
management, a mess hall.
Yes emigrate to
Canada become slaves to the cannery, 1905 technology wiped out the Japanese
workers who cut the salmon up leaving a staff of native and Chinese workers. Once salmon stocks dropped off in the 1950’s
things got smaller here and by 1976 is was dead. Interesting the fish oil
rendering plant was sold to Mexico in 1986.
I head for Prince Rupert which turns out of be a waste of
time as there is nothing there to see. I check the ferry terminal for a sail to
the Queen Charlotte Islands only for find out all room is sold out until
September 8th. I head back
toward Terrace and pull off the road 50km short for the night, free.
511km today.
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