|... under the overpass ...|
I am going to miss my morning walks. Each one has taken me a little further away from home.
What I can't manage in the way of clarity, is to find my way between the stretches that follow this creek for more than an estimated five hours of walking.
Now I wait at the end of the path and then ask a passerby if I can follow them through the twists and turns of city streets to the next quiet walkway.
I would never have thought to make my way under this overpass to get to the next destination without the help of someone who pulled me across the street because the path came to a close on one side of the street, but continued on the other.
|... vines and deadfall ...|
How the others can sleep, I don't know.
I even called Bonnie to see if she was still up, ... and yes, the Shuswap has not closed down for the night, when we are still getting up.
|... a hollow log encircled with vines ...|
Their weekend began with a canoe ride -- David and she, paddling down to the end of Annis Bay Estates and back.
People who live there year round came out to wave, as did Glen and Janet.
Bonnie thinks she may have heard Glen encouraging David to try standing up in the canoe.
That might be an adventure for another day.