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We are fortunate enough to have three rivers flowing through the Golden area.
In town, the lazy Columbia River meets the wild and raucous Kicking Horse. Through the Blaeberry, the Blaeberry River kicks up quite a fuss, crashing its way through canyons, creating the beautiful Thompson Falls, racing its way through the mountains. |
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The Blaeberry River never ceases to amaze me. Whatever type of adventure or environment I’m looking for, I can find it there. Let’s start from the top. Way, way out on the Blaeberry Forest Service Road, there’s a million camping spots. Without giving away my favourites, I can say that when I roll up to camp, my favourite thing in the world is waking up to the sound of the rippling Blaeberry River. I bring my gumboots, and walk around through the shallow runoffs, finding solitude in the middle of high ground. |
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