Farmer's market last Friday was a blast. Kindra made killer zucchini walnut bread that sold like crazy, and people seemed to think that my "authentic" Irish sodabread was worth investing in, too. (The Irish couple (Kate and Aiden), who taught us the ropes of WWOOFing and how to make sodabread, left a week ago to pursue jobs in Calgary.) We felt more at home with everyone at farmer's market; it really is more a place for local farmers to socialize and barter than for making an income.
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| Helmekcen Falls |
Saturday mid-morning, we hit the road for a two hour drive to gorgeous Wells Grey Pronvincal Park, a wonderful wilderness saturated with huge waterfalls and untamed beauty. The three waterfall stops we visited along the road were amazing, with monster sized Helmekcen Falls taking the cake.
With dusk approaching, Kindra and I backpacked into the wilderness, trying to find a campground five miles in on a trail through lush forest ground and thick rising trees. Fall was all around us; yellow leaves splashed the ground, yet the weather was still pleasant. Eventually, we reached a rich river on our right, and it followed us until we reached our destination: Murtle River campgrounds. More of a bunch of flat earth beneath trees than a campsite, and with not a soul in site, we set up camp and soaked in the beauty around us. What a gift. It was the most romantic and calm place you could imagine. The river babbled nearby. The sunset colors glistened. Our hearts swelled.
We slept in the open under the stars, laughing and enjoying our special find. Backpacking is one of my absolute favorite things to do, by the way, simply because of moments like these. We awoke to a fresh, clear day, and we slammed down a few granola bars and hiked deeper into the wilderness, in search of Majerus Falls. After an hour's journey, the falls awaited us, more beautiful in my opinion than the others, in part because we had to find it. And there were no tour buses at there, either. Just Kindra and I.
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| Majerus Falls |
Later that afternoon, we hiked out of the wilderness and headed back to Eagle Tree Farm. Part of my heart longed to stay in the wild, to hike, climb and explore a little more.
This week is full of goodbyes, last minute projects, and some horseback riding. I can't wait to travel on to a four day backpacking trip in Banff National Park! What lies ahead...
Check out pics of Wells Grey at: https://picasaweb.google.com/117860913937238604610/WellsGreyProvincalPark
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| Dawson Falls, on our drive into Wells Grey Park. |
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