The Corridor – Resource Works

February 26, 2026

A river crossing in the BC interior. A manufactured wilderness. A nation that still hasn’t had an honest conversation about what it actually built — and what was done to stop it.

The first time I drove the Morice River logging road, the snow was so deep that the fir branches on either side had closed overhead into a kind of tunnel, and the world outside my windshield had contracted to a cone of pale light. It was the kind of country that makes you understand, immediately and without argument, why people fight over it. The river itself, when I caught glimpses of it between the trees, was the colour of pewter under a January sky, running clear and fast over a gravel bed that the Wet’suwet’en have fished for salmon since before the idea of Canada existed. The Wedzin Kwa, they call it. The strong, clear water.

I had come here because the story emerging from this valley didn’t quite add up. I had spent years covering natural resource disputes in British Columbia. I had watched the choreography of a protest camp before. But something about the Coastal GasLink conflict felt different. More orchestrated. More deliberate. The cameras seemed to arrive before the protesters did.