postcard, highway 99, between Fountain and Pavilion
I was hoping to see something of T’it’q’et, or Keatley Creek, the site of an ancient village of pithouses, associated with the river and fishing and inhabited for more than 4000 years. A character in the novella I am currently writing (and this road-trip is partly for research) is an archaeologist working at this site and so I’ve been reading, reading, and wondering about it. We didn’t see the site but did see the fishing rocks on a narrow gorge of the Fraser River where fish have a hard time getting through and we knew we were in the right area. The winds through the canyon were perfect for drying salmon and you can almost smell fish in the air, can almost smell the cooking fires, hear the voices of people coming up from the river.