Day 3: Fort St. John

The kids were up by 6am this morning so we were on the road by 7am. It was a little eerie driving in the dark right on the edge of Muncho Lake and seeing the towering mountains in the distance. Only a few hours into the drive and we blew a tire on the trailer. We didnt even notice it until we stopped to take some pictures of caribou on the road. The snow was so deep that when we pulled over we got stuck. I drove and Davis pushed and we managed to get out. It was then time to fix the tire (Davis is my hero) We were on the road again and saw a sign for baked goodies at Toad River Lodge. We felt we deserved them. The roads continued to get worse and there were many semi trucks in the ditch. We slid a few times too. It was a crazy white knuckle drive but we finally made it to Fort St. John.