Northern BC is a beautiful chunk of the world, and we were sorry to only get 6 days of touring in up there. Audiences were wonderful, and it's just so damn easy to find great coffee. It was great to see old friends in Smithers, and party with lots of new friends at "post-concert receptions" [Read: decadent psychedelic rock'n'roll groupie parties] in Burns Lake, Kitimat, and Terrace. Sean still isn't sure at which of those parties he received his latest tattoo, and Gord's corduroy suitcoat is now sleeveless. The scenery was all rather spectacular, and the highlight was the entire band going skiing in Smithers. Some of us prairie types were a little terrified by skiing on an actual mountain, but no limbs were broken and we had a blast. We're more used to skiing being something you do in a ditch while being towed behind a truck with a length of bailer twine. But whatever. It was actually nice not to have to watch out for culverts when jumping the approaches.