Monday, August 19, 2019

Thirty-five years later.....

No, it hasn't been thirty-five years since I last blogged (though it has been almost two months), but thirty-five years since I last hiked this particular park - Strathcona Park - and this particular loop route through Paradise Meadows and alongside Lake Helen MacKenzie and Battleship Lake.  We accessed the park from Mt. Washington ski resort area, near Courtenay on Vancouver Island. 

A small pond in Paradise Meadows

Back in the late 1980s , I went on vacation here twice, renting condos in the fairly newly established ski resort which had not yet begun to realize its year round potential.  In the first trip with my mom and sister, and the second one with a group of friends, we rented a huge multi-bedroom, multi-bathroom apartment for next to nothing.  There were no services up there but we had full cooking facilities and packed in enough food for the week. Both trips were memorable.

Looking from Paradise Meadows to the condos on the lower part of the ski resort
- the very same units I stayed in
thirty-five years  ago (with the green roof). 

This Saturday I had the opportunity to revisit the trails with a small group of women I was meeting for the first time.  They were all a few decades younger than me, and at least some of them were much swifter than I, but we all had a good time with lots of laughs along the way - not unlike when I hiked there with family and friends.

The park, however, had changed quite a bit.  Now a well-developed tourist attraction, the rustic and often muddy paths of the 1980s are cleared and well marked, and, along much of the route raised boardwalks have been build. 

A rare flat section of boardwalk heading in
 - much of the boardwalk involved numerous single steps up or down.

I have mixed feelings about that - while it protects the environment, it makes hiking side-by-side amidst the eager (and often backpack-ladened) masses a challenge - not to mention that these are, for the most part, not flat board walks but ones where you walk a few paces then step up, walk a few paces and up again, walk a few paces and down......tedious to say the least, especially for seniors with bad knees.  The parts that weren't boardwalk were criss-crossed with thick roots, so one could never just gaze about but had to keep one's eyes on the ground. 

The meadows was the easiest part - flat, boardwalked, and picturesque with small lakes, ponds and bogs, green grasses, and numerous flowers.


A small lake  in the meadow offers lovely reflections in its still water

A marshier section of meadow


A few of the many flowers to be seen.
As we started the climb up to the first lake, we stopped whenever possible to take in the beauty of our surroundings:

Views of one of the mountains in which the park is nestled.

Reaching Lake Helen MacKenzie, we took a break.  The scenery was beautiful, and two of our group went for a swim while the rest of us ate snacks, rehydrated, and watched the cheeky whisky jacks and Steller's jays. 

Lake Helen MacKenzie

Whisky Jack, checking to see if we had treats!

Canna, a dog belonging to one of the women in our group, enjoyed
a swim also, and then kept watch.
(Maggie did not come on this hike - it would have been too much for her.)

Another view of Lake Helen MacKenzie


After a refreshing break, we headed over to Battleship Lake, about two km away.  While Lake Helen MacKenzie does have a backpacking campsite with tent pads, food caches, and a toilet, Battleship lake is more developed for the day hiker or angler, with two docks, some picnic tables, two bright yellow BC Parks Adirondack chairs perched on a lookout, as well as toilet facilities. I can't imagine lugging a boat up here, though I'm sure some do bring inflatable boats and/or float tubes, or maybe even a canoe or kayak.

First glimpse of Battleship Lake


Two BC Parks chairs waiting for hikers to enjoy the view

One of the docks at Battleship Lake

Throughout the forest trails that connect the lakes and lead us from meadow to lake and back again, there was an amazing variety of mushrooms,  Despite laws forbidding the picking of plant life in all provincial parks, I saw numerous people foraging off the trail, large plastic bags full of mushrooms. I hate it when people break the rules - tromping on a fragile ecosystem, destroying the balance of nature in the wild, removing flora that others might like to see.  These were just a few of the mushrooms I photographed from the trail or boardwalk:
The brown and yellow/green one in the top right (some form of boletus, I believe, possibly boletus edulis aka Penny Bun), and the bright red one in the lower left (a variety of Amanita) were my favourites. 

While the trails we took are often described as 'easy' with 'minimal elevation gain', as a senior I would rate it as more easy-to-moderate, with steady but manageable uphill sections (elevation gain of about 300m, not the 70m some sites report).  At the pace we were going, and with people frequently coming up behind us (or towards us on narrow boardwalk), this was one of the more demanding hikes I've done in recent years, far different from the usual somewhat leisurely and very peaceful hikes with my regular hiking buddies.   According to my Fitbit, we covered approximately 7 miles (not km, as some sites report), or just over 11 km, taking just over three hours including breaks at both lakes.

I don't regret going in the least, and will likely go again, but next time I'll try to go before or after the summer rush (provided the trails are clear of snow), and on a weekday when it is quieter.  And probably with hiking buddies whose pace and knees are more similar to my own.

One final shot of Lake Helen MacKenzie, enroute to Battleship Lake

And one more shot of Battleship Lake, taken from the yellow-chaired lookout.

(Note to my frequent followers:  My usual camera has been sent off for repairs as the LCD lens broke a few weeks ago;  these shots were taken with an old Canon Powershot SX210is pocket camera I picked up cheap at the pawn shop so I wouldn't be camera-less for this hike.  It will be a good backup camera, but doesn't have the clarity or depth  I'm used to.) 

Monday, July 1, 2019

Oh Canada: A Celebration

(In keeping with tradition, here is my ninth annual Canada Day post, a tribute to my beloved country, using some of my favourite photos from the past twelve months.  Best viewed on a full-size computer screen rather than an itty-bitty smartphone 😁)


Oh Canada, my Canada,

Today is the day we celebrate your birthday... and yet,
I celebrate your birthday every day - 
for you, my beloved country,  were born not on a day when 
a few men formed a confederation of provinces, 
but on the day your first seed foretold the beauty of forests,







on the day your first tide brought us the beauty of the ocean,





on the day your  first flower opened its petals to the sun, 



and on the day your first young gave promise to the miracle of growth.






Oh Canada, my Canada,

though your people have struggled through many conflicts,



and cities have replaced some of your forests and fields, 




And though many Canadians are still chained by past and present violence, poverty, or despair


Or feel discarded, used up, spent,



You, Canada,  my home, my country, you offer to us so much:


Your forests and lakes offer tranquility,




Your flowers offer a rainbow of joy,



Your birds bring majesty, music, and  wonder,








And your beaches offer solace and peace.





Thank you, Canada, my country, my home,
For the pleasures each season brings:
The delight of spring flowers,






The warmth of summer days,





The red and golden colours of autumn,





The crisp, cool air of winter.



Oh Canada,  where opportunities to follow our passions abound









And people pitch in according to their ability, even when the load is heavy.




May those that inhabit your land, Oh Canada, 

find rest when they are weary,




and shelter when they need it.



May they be curious,




listen to others,


speak out,



and laugh a little every day.




For whether we stand alone 






Or are one of a large flock,



You are what unites us, Canada, your landscape, your beauty, our love for our country.

May your breezes gently blow away our worries,




May your land and waters provide food to nourish our bodies,







And sights to nourish our souls.







And even if we don't find a wealth of pearls, 
May we still find beauty in the empty shell,




And vision in a rotting log,



and grandeur in an unused trestle.  





May those who aim to govern us look deep
into the cracks of our history, that they may right the wrongs for  present and future generations, 



And find ways to bridge the gaps that divide us.




Oh Canada, 
May we always protect your forests, your lakes, your mountains, your prairies, your oceans, your creatures.




May we get to see another rise of your sun, Oh Canada,



And another sunset at the end of the day,



Another moon to watch over us through the night,

So wherever we go,




We will always think of Canada, my Canada, my home.




My beautiful home.
Oh Canada. We stand on guard for thee. 

Happy Birthday, Canada.