Saturday, October 15, 2016

Tombstone Lakes October 15 2016

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What a spicy day we had!

A destination to hike to that packaged together includes all that I am looking for these days is Tombstone Lakes.  I hoped for a little bit of snow, I dreamt for open water, I wished for stunning scenery and I wanted fun friends to share all this with.  I got it all and a variety of each to boot!   

view as we arrived at Elbow Lake
For the most part as we hiked beside Elbow Lake and along the Big Elbow Trail, the weather was a little on the wild side.  We experienced those 85km/hr gusts of wind that were called for and lots of cloud cover.  We pushed through that and as we neared the turn off for down hill the sky began to open up.
We met the Conservation Office as we were heading in.  He was on his way out from his home heading back towards Elbow Lake.  We conversed for a few minutes exchanging knowledge of the where-abouts of hunters.  He questioned us if we saw a solo hunter in the area, which we did not.  We stopped by the residence for a snack stop on the deck.
The weather was becoming quite lovely.  In one direction the sky opened up immensely.  We found the trail leading down to Lower Tombstone Lake and I was elated to see it fully opened and not iced over.  We hiked around it in calf deep snow to the far end.  This is the view from the far end looking back.
Then, only a few minutes later, a few meters higher, and a few meters further, we arrived at Upper Tombstone Lake.  What a variety of appearances of the lakes today.  Lower's Upper sister was totally frozen surrounded in snow and gray clouds.  Normally this would be an ideal spot for lunch.....
.....but I spied an upper ledge that had potential for views so we made our way up.  Over the rocks, through the snow, around the boulders, we arrived at the top with a grand view of the Upper Tombstone Lake below us.
my destination shot
We enjoyed lunch up here, then took care of capturing our group and individual photos.  I enjoyed being in this much snow.  It was a gradual introduction to the season.  I watched my friends work their way back down to the Lake.
We headed back the way we came except for hiking around the opposite side of the Lower Lake and then back out to the main trail.  From a winter wonderland at the Lakes to a gorgeous autumn day at the meadows, we were fortunate to have such a variety of terrain and scenery to experience.  We hiked through the Upper Tombstone Campground before heading back out to the main Big Elbow Trail.
enjoying the view
I kept looking back at the view behind us.  
That's where all the blue sky was.  
After that one final look back, it was time to keep focused in front and aim for Elbow Lake.  
The mountain view in front was amazing.  
We returned via the other side of Elbow Lake.  This time I opted to return on the trail that was right at the water's edge.  It afforded some pretty sights.  Here you have one Lake, with a variety of views from one side to the other.
After passing through the Elbow Campground where a few tents were set up for the night, we arrived back at the head of the Lake.  The few open spots of water made for a photographers delight.  We savoured the final views then hit the last kilometer downhill to the parking lot.
On the drive home, we needed to make a short stop.  I was admiring this cloud for part of our drive and when we made that quick stop, I hopped out to grab a shot.  This just added to the variety of scenes we saw today.
I sure do like it when all things fall into place in all the right ways.  
I loved that about today!

Sunday, October 9, 2016

Nose Hill Park October 9 2016

This October weather so far is reminding me of the October when I moved here and that year on that day in Calgary went down in history for coldest and snowiest.  Both of those I truly do not mind, I learned how to embrace them and appreciate them for the beauty they do behold.  Today was no where near as fierce,  and once I saw the clouds disperse and blue sky appear, I quickly bundled up, headed out my door and toured around up on Nose Hill Park.  I had a few hours to fill.  

I like when the seasons meet & greet.
I knew Nose Hill could be dreamy today.
I bundled up but could have had more layers on, it was bitter with a bite.  
Right from the start, I knew I was in for a treat.  
With no direction or distance in mind, I just went, where the sky was bluer, where the ground was sparklier, and where my heart desired.  So up and down and around and up and over and in and down, I went.  
When the seasons clash, we are afforded beauty of a different sort.  This was a good opportunity to practise close up photography.  Ice was in abundance on every tree, on every leaf, on every trail, and my fingers were feeling like ice.
red & white
red & white & ice
We did not receive loads of snow but in the wide open spaces up on Nose Hill, thanks to the wind, the snow drifted.  I began to daydream and thought about SnowShoeing and X-C Skiing.  My hope is for a winter full of these joyful activities.
I also thought about drawing and painting and wondered could I create a piece that looks like this.  I took lessons many years ago but did not push forward with these crafts.  The interest was re-ignited while in Nova Scotia, but of creating beachy scenes.  I have the pencils, the paper, the paint, the brushes...let's see what this winter brings.
Deja-vu, if you are a follower and checked out last Sunday's post!  There we have those sparkly stars again.  Oh yes and today I got to get my being by water fix.  
I was feeling fulfilled with what I accomplished distance-wise and quite sure I had captured some treasures.  My feet were feeling cold and damp, and my fingers were near numb, I found the trail out and back and down and up and over and in and then back out to my car.
On this Thanksgiving Sunday, I have lots to feel blessed about and to appreciate.  

Sunday, October 2, 2016

Upper Kananaskis Lake Circuit Oct 2 2016

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With all of life's happenings, I am finally getting around to sharing my story from our hike around the Upper Kananaskis Lake on Sunday October 2nd.   I was still feeling at that sea level frame of mind and not quite ready to let it all go.  Yet, I knew I needed to work at getting my mountain legs back.  To solve that equation, I put two and two together and opted for hiking in the mountains around the biggest body of water I could think of.  Upper Kananaskis Lake is a favourite of mine for this time of year and hiking it would solve my problem.  

I was happy some friends were on board to share the beauty, the exercise and the fresh air.  
It was a crisp, cool, clear beginning to our day!
We idled somewhat along the early on portions but then motored through the forest.   For the first time for me since the flood, there were no sketchy sections to contend with.  The new bridges are all firmly planted in place.  The elevation level was low enough too to escape snow.  The weather warmed up as we came out into the open and with no wind we were afforded reflections.
We reached the campground and took a lengthy amount of time here to dine and explore the environs.  This was my lunch time view.  After feasting, we circumnavigated that peninsula in front of me which I had never done before.   We got to view the area and lake from a different perspective.
another reflection
It was colourful at the end of the peninsula.
Further down the trail, the views remained awesome.   I was happy some autumn shades were still in full swing.  When I got home and loaded up my shots from the day, I was surprised to see these little white sparkles in this tree.  When I looked closer they look like a bunch of little stars.   I am not sure what that is all about, but I like it a lot.  
me and my friends
With the warmth, the friends, the scenery, I could not help but think today was a like a gift.  I fully appreciated every second and sneakily tried to prolong the ending to our day.  One friend joined me in circling around another peninsula.  This place had it all, colors, water, mountains, reflections, and those clouds that I love so much.
lots of driftwood along the shore
autumn hues framing the forest
Just short of eighteen kilometers later, we had completed a full circle and arrived back at our vehicles.    We geared down then loaded the cars back up and hit the highway home.  Wildlife was distracting along with scenery on this day.  We waited while she took her time to cross the road.
I felt like I had my cake and was eating it too today!  To have a day like we did today, the second of October, in the Rockies, you gotta know one does not take this for granted.  Thank you for today's gift!

Saturday, September 17, 2016

Summery September Saturday

There is something about Saturday's at the beach.  The early part of our day was full of plans being out & about in the local close by towns.  I was in my glory at the New Glasgow Farmers Market where all things reminded me of my roots.  I didn't know where to focus and was all over the place.  Finally I was told in a polite way to settle down and a suggested plan of attack to visit all of the booths was offered up and we then admired the wares and shopped together.

After supporting the locals, we headed off to Pictou to have lunch at Pictou Lodge.  I savoured my biscuit with molasses butter plus a lobster roll.  Between salmon dinners & haddock dinners, lunch time lobster rolls & seafood chowder, also oat cakes, I am certainly filling my fix for this maritime way of dining.

BUT, I still have lots more beach combing in me to do. With the tide way out later in the day, we got another long walk in before a late dinner.  I picked a focus this time which was to how many different kinds seashells I could find.

         With the tide out so far, we were able to get to spots you can not get to otherwise.
                       With the tide out so far, we were offered different perspectives.
With the tide out so far, we could walk out further.  I watched a beachcomber almost reach Roy's Island.  Me, I preferred to not cross the water.
The wind and tides worked wonders to make this section appear like sand dunes.  If the water and seaweed were not there, one might think it was the desert.
      When the beach grass is blown by the wind, it forms complete circles in the sand. 
                                  oh the geology of it all, sand in the making
                With an hour left of walking still ahead of us, we began our return trip.  
Spending hours on the beach just roaming feels so good for the soul.  I don't take this opportunity for granted, I appreciate every second.  I guess I could say I made sure to "remember to breathe".