November?!?!? November was the last time I wrote about an adventure? Shame. What’s worse is how much time I have on my hands these days. In late January, Bella and I packed up a U-Haul and moved to Spokane, Wash., to join Our American in our Happily Ever After. And I’m not allowed to work.… Continue reading Two photowalks, one week
Tag: hiking
C2H: Our first hike
“Are you going to start hiking again,” someone asked when she learned of Bella’s addition to the family. When Shep’s old age started to creep up on us, our hikes in the Rocky Mountains became short strolls in the lowlands. We couldn’t do extended days to the Ink Lakes anymore. We had to stick to… Continue reading C2H: Our first hike
C2H: The old man climbeth
C2H — Close to Home is my attempt at a new summer series. Thanks to impending (f)unemployment and the price of gas ($1.44 a litre!) in the Okanagan, our adventuring will be a bit limited. Shep and I will try to explore the regional parks around Kelowna and find adventure less than 50 kilometres from… Continue reading C2H: The old man climbeth
Hog’s not for the dogs
I thought I did my research well enough. I thought I’d read everything there was to read about Hog Lake and Hog Canyon Falls on the old Google tubes. It turned out a more difficult hike than I expected. It turned out the falls weren’t quite as big as I expected. It turned out there… Continue reading Hog’s not for the dogs
Exploring in the city
Edworthy Park is a hike in the woods, right in the city.
Silence is golden
All I can hear is the gurgling of water, falling over rocks and tree roots, the chirp of woodland birds and the flutter of their feathers. Fallen trees lie dead in the water, their rough bark long since washed away, their skin bleached by the blazing sun. The birds dive closer, testing their invaders’ will,… Continue reading Silence is golden
Humbled by greatness
The true north strong and free. Sure, there are mountains elsewhere in the world. I drove through the Cascades in Washington State over Christmas. The Laurentians in Quebec and the Adirondacks in New York State? Done and done. But none of them felt like mine. The Kananaskis and the Rockies? Mine. All mine.
Finding my Zen
I ran for the hills today. I know people who have travelled the world over. And at times, I envy them that . . . to see the Greek ruins, the great pyramids, Stonehenge . . . aye me, that’s a long time on a plane. Me? I’ve been to the easternmost point of Canada… Continue reading Finding my Zen