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This hard land

“Well, if you can’t make it, stay hard, stay hungry, stay alive if you can, and meet me in a dream of this hard land”.

Bruce Springsteen

Photo by Andy Dawson Reid

Leaving Vernon we took the road south – stopping to spend a jolly day with old friends in Summerland before heading for wine country for a couple of days of wine tasting and much needed r&r. The image above is of the view from the terrace at Sweetwater@Nk’mip Cellars near Osoyoos, a pleasant eatery at the most successful resort run by the Nk’mip first nation. We enjoyed a good lunch before retiring for a massage at the associated spa.

Photo by Andy Dawson Reid
Having refreshed our mojos we again turned north – our planned destination a gathering of The Girl’s cousins at a lovely cabin on the banks of Adam’s  Lake. The only way of reaching this isolated spot is to take this cute little cable ferry from one side of the lake to the other. The ferry runs on demand at any time – day or night – with exception of a single hour from 4:00am to 5:00 during which the sole operative presumably takes a union mandated break!

The following images were taken from the deck at the cabin (which is by far the most splendid such that I have ever seen). With a chilling sense of foreboding we were regaled with tales of how the Adam’s Lake wild fire back in 2023 (coinciding with the night that we bugged out of the Coast Hotel in Kelowna and headed for Kamloops) came to a stop right at the edge of the property. Difficult to imagine how scary this must have been.

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The world does not – of course – stand still and some gentle readers will already be all too aware that the very same areas as are the subjects of this series of posts are, even as I write, under serious threat from what is turning out to be an even more terrifying wildfire season. We know that some of those that we visited just a few short weeks ago have been evacuated from their homes. Our thoughts are with them. May they and their properties remain safe and intact. Our thoughts are also with those brave crews that put their own safety at risk battling these fires.

The story of our trip to the interior has one final twist – but that can wait until next time.

Asking quietly

“You don’t take a photograph. You ask quietly to borrow it.”

Unknown

The cabin by the lake in the North Thompson to which I made reference in my last post (which body of water I will refrain from identifying any more closely) is one of my favourite places in the world (as much as I know of it anyway) to take photographs. The constantly changing light means that from one minute to the next the subjects of my eager snapping metamorphose into ever more sensational phantasms.

For evidence of this supposition – see below. I strongly recommend clicking on the images to gain the full effect.

Log cabin

“In Canada, anything that’s not in the city is referred to as a cottage. Or a log cabin”.

Dolores O’Riordan

As detailed in my last post – having fled the wildfires in the Okanagan The Girl and I took refuge in her cousin’s cabin in the North Thompson. There was still plenty of smoke from the Adams Lake fire just a few miles away on the other side of the mountain, but the lake and its surrounds were mercifully calm.

Naturally I had the camera with me…

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These guys weren’t going to let a little smoke interfere with their wakeboarding.

Photo by Andy Dawson ReidWe went out driving one day around Clearwater and Birch Island – this being the area from which The Girl hails. We worked our way back down the logging roads through Little Fort and Chu Chua and met this unexpected fellow traveler. Hard to tell who was more surprised…

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