At 1°C the landscape is powdered with snow this morning.
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The lady at the gas station in Hope Simpson takes us for an alien life form from an unknown planet. To my question in which distance and direction we could find the next gas station with diesel she just shook her head. What we think to visit in Cartwright. And it was more than 400 km to
We pass endless forests, moors, and swamps. It snows or rains continuously. You can drive there for hours without meeting another living being. The ownerless snowmobiles with or without trailer or trailer solo that were left just beside the road after the last snowfall seem funny. Will the owners find them again in next winter?
In Cartwright Hotel we receive our satellite phone. The gas station is closed for today (it closes at 5 p.m.), but supermarket and Liquor Express are still open, we are told. We get a warning that the road to town has got a nice pattern. Thats true: Ive never seen a track with so many potholes. The 30 km/h maximum speed is completely exaggerated. Actually we came here to see Porcupine Strand. On the 56 km long golden sand beach plenty of artefacts were found that suggest settlement more that 7500 years ago. Black bears shall fish for trout in the rivers flowing into the sea. You can reach the beach only by boat. The weather pushed the icebergs into the bay, so that a fishermens boat nearly couldnt get out the day before. The permanent snowfall doesnt give us hope for an amusing day on the beach, so we skip that. I reconcile with the lady from the gas station in P.H. Simpson. Theres nothing to see in Cartwright. It is untidy, seems to be somehow dirty and less inviting. We buy a couple of beers at the governmental Liquor Express and return without fuelling.
Arminius is entirely spattered with mud, we cant touch anything. If on asphalt road again we have to hope for a cloudburst or a car wash.
Between Cartwright and Port Hope Simpson we turn on the new gravel highway to