I’m here in Midway, BC for a working (writing) holiday while I cat sit for my dad as he’s off on his own adventures with his best friend, half way across Canada.

I’ll share parts of his trek another time.

As I was saying I’m spending the week writing, editing and preparing my new novel for publishing but I can’t sit all day and just write. I decided that  every afternoon while I’m here in this beautiful part of BC I’m going to go off and explore the area. Like the rest of BC the West Kootenay Region is full of wonders and awe inspiring stories.

Greenwood is one such community. I’ve driven through the town a few times but always with someone so never had a chance to stop and check out the neat little hidden spots until now. Come with me as we walk down their main street, Copper St.

At one point in time this little community was a bustling hub in the middle of a rich forest and surrounding mountains. It’s still here, just not as noisy or crowded. Lovely little town where they’ve managed to blend the historic and bring in modern feels so beautifully.

I was admiring this beautiful mural and couldn’t help also checking out the lovely garden area below it. It was very inviting.

Another mural I thought was kind of neat.

What walking tour is complete without at least seeing one statue.

Survey station behind the minor statue …

Now to check out the museum…

In the Greenwood Museum, I could see that they celebrated all their history. Not just mining. Military memorabilia was shown throughout, along with every culture that lives in this area. Took my breath away how much history this community had and willing to share. The good and bad,  no one will forget.

I’m not sure if we, those of us at home, fully understand that even in a small out of the way community such as Greenwood, BC there were those who went off to join the war and never came home. Reading the papers and hearing the radio news updates was the only way that the families left behind could and still today, learn what their loved ones are going through overseas. It’s why it’s sooooo important that the media ALWAYS print truth and never paint a picture the way that governments want the people to see things. It’s sad that it’s hard to know the difference between the tabloids and true news articles these days.

It’s one of the reasons I left journalizm and writing for the papers years ago. But enough of this… back to the tour.

An idea of what a hotel room would look like. Looks like the soldier is enjoying some well deserved R&R.

I’m guessing this is how the camp workers lived. This is a display of the Chinese living space but my research shows that most mining camps had these little huts set up for all their employees back in the 1800s.

I thought this model that they did of the layers in a mine were just incredible. I have no problem with small spaces, but the idea of thousands of tons of rocks and dirt over my head daily? No, think I’d rather jump from a perfectly good airplane with a flimsy fabric parachute strapped to my back, thank you very much.

Now for hot ginger tea, gluten free cheesecake I picked up on the way back to Dad’s and the book I purchased at the museum about some of our local heros who never made it home.

Until next time, have a great evening my friends.