a very careful but brisk walk along the frozen edge of the mighty fraser. temperature -4C with a wind chill to -15C.
today, january 3, 2016 the fraser river is nearing it lowest level, however, come spring and summer it will rise dramatically by about 8 metres, as measured at the water avenue bridge. the fraser, usually a muddy brown, adopts a more pleasant bluish hue in the winter as the sediment disperses. here in hope, it varies in width by several hundred metres as the seasons change.
near this buoy is a boat launch frequently busy with sturgeon fishers out to catch a monster. the Stó:lō people fish the river for salmon and can occasionally be seen drying them on racks across the river.
max and me were about 300 metres from shore, clambering over boulders when we stumbled on this odd display, which i’ve taken the liberty of titling « frozen love » because deep down i’m pretty corny. how or why they got here will remain an unknown story.
our destination was the confluence of the fraser and coquihalla rivers, where, for a few short months, they blend unknowingly with each other.