We surprise a sweet herd of grazing deer!
It is Monday, and we have an early afternoon appointment in Oliver. We set off to travel the Richter Pass Highway. It is not a road for dallying, but I have the camera 'at the ready' and manage to snap a few pictures of the Lower Similkameen Valley before we start to ascend the Richter Pass, over the mountains into the
Okanagan Valley.....Charles notes the lack of run-off in the Similkameen River, and shakes his head at the thought of the results of a sudden hot spell which would bring the mountain streams in a race to fill the river bed.
Before we make the turn to Osoyoos we pass Mount Chapaka, straddling the border between British Columbia and Washington, and remember visiting Charles' sister and her husband where they were camped on the far side of the mountain, fishing at a lovely little remote lake.
We speed along through the Richter Ranch
and I catch a picture of the old, winding take-it-easy road that we used in our early days in the Similkameen, and upon which my prairie bred father clung to his seat when he accompanied Charles to a meeting at the other end of the old mountain 'trail'.
we pass Spotted Lake, which is looking quite colourful, and and beautiful with it's white ringed circles of different hues
Over the top, and into the Okanagan Valley, and Osoyoos in the distance, which is
where we turn north to Oliver
Business finished, Charles very sweetly abandons the fast highway and we turn to go up into the hills,
through the Willowbrook community and every onwards to come out at Twin Lakes and there, just around the corner, is the construction line-up!!! But what a lovely drive we have had
on this quiet country road.
There are lots of small holdings along with larger ranches and rocky outcroppings
Eventually we come to the perimeters of the White Lake Radio Astrophysical Observatory
whereupon a sudden snow squall sweeps down upon us and our first pictures of the
Observatory are shrouded in mist and snow
the storm carries on its way. the sky clears and we are able to see the large dishes which scan the heavens for signs and portents.
We note that besides being the home of this famous observatory the land also shares accomodation with
the Sage Thrusher, and we keep our eyes peeled, but see none
We continue along the road to Twin Lakes
and as we turn a corner we come upon the most delightful scene -
a dozen white tail deer, grazing the tender new green grass,
quite oblivious to us, except for one curious doe who raised her head
in friendly fashion.
I am so excited about seeing these lovely creatures and we linger, watching them feed.
Eventually we think about the timing of the construction line-up and continue on our way past the golf course, where once we enjoyed eternal frustration.
Into the breech once more, waiting for the long line of cars to move past the mammoth machinery, through the dust and the rocks on the road. I spy a hawk, hovering overhead, and try to get a decent picture,
but alas, to no avail.
At home our visiting son, David, captures a picture of a sharp shinned hawk who has come to terrorize the
little birds and stayed to pose.
as well as two blackbirds, sitting side by each on a distant branch.
All in all, a really perfect day, - most satisfactory for my soul. The kind you say 'thanks' for......
