On our way back from Canada, we stopped at Snoqualmie Washington and went to this old mill-pond where I had taken a favorite photo before. It looked so different and mysterious on this cloudy day and I didn’t think the reflection was as good as the photo I had taken about three years prior. There is a certain stillness that fills this photo though and I’m glad we stopped and didn’t just disregard the moment.
Mysterious Old Mill Road
We returned the following day with the hope for a better reflection. The sun was out and shining but the reflection wasn’t nearly as good. It’s the same place only so very different from the previous day. Once again I took photos and found that quiet stillness in the mill-pond surroundings.
Morning Old Mill Road
I like the first one best, well that, and the one I took three years ago. I’ve learned over time that I should always stop and try to capture what my mind is telling me is worthy of a picture. Life is a little that way too, I should always listen to my heart and move forward on those things I think I should pursue. As we age, we realize the importance in fully living each and every day.
While we were in Canada we decided to go for a bike ride on the Kettle Valley Railway Trestles. The view from there was magnificent and the story behind the bike/walking trail is a testimony to the goodwill that lives in so many of us.
There are eighteen trestles and two tunnels. In 2002 there was a lightning strike that started a huge wildfire. It damaged or destroyed sixteen of the eighteen trestles and you can see how large the fire was nearly every place that you go in and around Kelowna. I didn’t notice where the fire had been until I road across the trestles and became aware of the burnt tree stumps that still remain standing today. The Canadian people have lovingly rebuilt this lovely trail and these trestles. We were lucky enough to come upon it just before they stopped renting bikes for the season. It is a place where you want to linger and take in all the beauty that the hills and valleys have to offer. The fact that Fall was setting in only enhanced the beauty of the countryside. Should you ever venture to Kelowna British Columbia, please don’t miss the opportunity to ride along this mesmerizing trestle trail.
Last week we took a trip to Lake Okanagan, British Columbia, Canada. We just happened to be there while the trees were turning golden. It was quiet and slow-paced, as the summer tourists had returned home. It was the perfect Fall vacation.
View At Quails’ Gate
From Kelowna’s Lakeside
Setting Sun Across Golf Course
Fallen Park Leaves
We were staying in Kelowna, near the Lakeshore Wine Route. We didn’t have a meal that wasn’t spectacular, the locals were friendly, and the weather was wonderful. This is a place I want to return to someday, perhaps at another time of the year so we can experience it during a different season. We traveled there with friends, took in wineries, (accidentally) saw Will & Kate’s motorcade and Kate’s waving hand, sipped and painted on the deck, and played cards. We came back fully refreshed. I realized that you don’t have to go very far to find a place that rejuvenates you with its stunning silence and beauty. You just have to look and listen.