Dawson Creek - Fort St. John (Day 94)

I woke up this morning at 0 dark hundred (that's early) for a flight from Smithers to Dawson Creek with the Olympic crew for the first celebration. It is a balmy -16 here and snowing. Crisp air and the crunchy sound of the snow under my feet feels great as we are running.

Today would see a lot of driving (300 km) and 13 km of running. We saw a moose and some deer too. The crowd was great in Fort St. John and the final torchbearer was 93 years old! I'm off on another plane tonight to Fort Nelson for tomorrow's morning celebration.


Coke's "Happy #1"


The flame attendant with lantern


Carpe Diem

Chuck