A hotel in the centre of Nelson seemed a good idea late on a wet afternoon, but the nightlife proved excessively noisy. Who’d have expected nightlife on a Wednesday evening? And he’s pulled a back muscle lifting my suitcase. So we were not at our best as we headed west on Hwy 3.
We passed a nasty three-car accident on a tight bend and were still speculating on the cause as I pulled into Nancy Green Provincial Park (closed, but we climbed over the barriers to walk in) and discovered that the shaded road was coated with ice. That explained the enthusiastic gritting.
It was a pretty place, steam rising gently from the still lake. Onwards, on a road I remembered from 35 years ago, while he read the tourist info to decide what we’d do with our afternoon in Osoyoos. We decided to visit the Nk’mip Winery and Cultural Centre. Good choice: nice wine. Lighter and fruitier than our normal Europeans. We’ve got two bottles to fit in our bags somehow…
— posted on the move