Vancouver is, perhaps the most beautiful city in all of Canada. We were fortunate enough to spend a week there for my husband’s work recently, and I plan to highlight some of my favourite experiences there in the next couple of posts.
Armchair travellers take note: as far as Canadian urban destinations go, with its food scene, its architecture, its active lifestyle, its incredible parklands, its hordes of coffee shops, and its fresh fish (did I mention the food scene!?), it’s right up there at the top of the heap of places to put on your bucket list! Read More
Fancy talking about what I want to be when I grow up at a time like this… our daughter has just finished her university undergrad degree. She’s the one growing up, not me… right?
In many ways, my baby IS grown up. After her last exam, she decided (with a lot of persistent prodding from me, I’ll admit), to go through her room and tidy up a bit. You see, she is a hoarder and I am most definitely a purger on the spectrum… and therein lies some persistent conflict which I’ve struggled to keep in check over the years. Read More
Bill and I celebrated Canada Day (July 1st) last year by heading outdoors and enjoying one of the things we love most about this amazing country that we live in: it’s great, big, wide open wilderness spaces. If you are planning on visiting our incredible National Parks this year, on Canada Day, be warned: this is Canada’s 150th Birthday, and all Canadians have free access to National Parks passes this year, so it is expected to be very, very busy. (If you are Canadian, and want to get your free parks pass, you need to order them ahead of time as they won’t be available at the park gates, so click HERE.)
In case you are wondering where to escape the hordes this Canada Day, here’s an idea: trek on up Wasootch Ridge in Kananaskis Country’s Wildland Provincial Park (on the eastern edge of Banff National Park) as we did last season. There were wide expanses of wilderness to see, heights to climb (like a series on mini mountain peaks), a picnic spot with tremendous views, and some terrific sunshine. Along the ridge itself, we only came across a handful of scattered hikers, so it was a great escape and adventure. Read More
An interesting thing happened to me yesterday that got me really thinking, and pondering times and trips gone by. A wonderful young woman, a very good friend of my daughter’s, is finishing up university and heading off travelling to Europe, backpacking with a friend. Talk about an exciting adventure! Oh, to re-live our year long backpack trip way back in 1989! She wrote this to me:
“Hi Sheri, in about 21 days, I’ll be heading off to Europe for two and a half months. Emily told me that you’ve been quite a few times. I also love reading your blog, so I was wondering if you had any tips, tricks, and suggestions about backpacking in Europe. “
Seamus & I went for one of our exercise walks today… nothing special, just a wee hike we’ve done countless times before. Because we hike there often, my mind tends to wander and novelty… the idea of seeing and experiencing something new… doesn’t snap it back to reality.
We’ve had an unfortunate cold snap, of late, with temps plummeting down into the minus 20’s (that is, around -25C or -13F), just when spring is supposed to be upon us. With the amount of daylight increasing rapidly, it is nice and bright at 7:30am now (where it used to seem as though it was the middle of the night, when the clock face read the same in the depths of December). So those extra minutes of daylight we’re gaining each day, at a rate of about 3 minutes a day where we live, is such a tease when it is so cold!
UGH. I am so ready for spring, I’ll tell ya!
These rather bleak thoughts were going through my head as I was hiking up the Highline. But there’s only so long that this kind of negativity can pull you in… when the exercise endorphins start to kick in, when the rhythm of your footsteps work their trance-like magic, and when you begin to be aware, visually, of your surroundings, like the dawning of a new day, creeping up on you.
The snowfall, of late, has been coming in horizontally, driving its way through the forest canopy and catching itself on the tree trunks. The resulting patterns it has created on the roughness of the tree bark, the hairs of the lichen and moss and the expiration of the trees (I imagine them actually breathing) are beautiful. These features have created sticky patches that have snagged themselves lines of snow… but only on one side of each tree trunk, throughout the forest.
And then there are the faces, staring out at you, from the trunks alongside the trail…
It’s hard to keep miserable when faced with smiley tree sprites all around you. Or maybe it’s just the cold temps, and the prolonged winter, messing with my head and driving me a little bit insane!
Emerald Lake is nestled in Yoho National Park, near the town of Field, BC, just over the Alberta-BC border. It’s a spectacular place with towering mountains and lots of glaciers. That means there are lots of lakes and creeks and rivers that provide beautiful natural landscapes and fun features to explore. Our afternoon trek took us on short but fun romp on snowshoes through the subalpine forest, where we got right to the base of the falls, and then hiked up a switchbacked trail to a fantastic lookout above its cliff band with outstanding views of Mt. Burgess. Read More
Deep snow! At last! We’d been searching and searching. We hadn’t found the incredibly deep, need-to-wear-snowshoes-to-stay-afloat snow on the Karst Spring Trail up at higher elevation in the Spray as we’d hoped. So we figured we’d need to head deeper into the mountains, across the BC border, near the infamous Roger’s Pass, where it always snows more heavily, to find it. And find it, we did! It’s a bit of a gamble though, as the wintry roads to and from can be dicey and, at times, need to close for avalanche control (or clean up), so you can get stuck on that side of the mountains in the winter, if you aren’t lucky. Read More