Cabin In The Fall

I love these mornings. Foggy. Cool. Quiet. Peaceful. Especially quiet when the little ones are reading Tundra comic books. My Lily is reading more and more these days. This trip reading to little Lily and Leify with unconditional assistance with harder words from Maya helped a great deal.

Floating the river with so many giggly kids is fun, although I was a bit embarrassed each time we passed a fisherman up to his waist in the river. I hope we didn’t scare their fish away! We passed many fishing this day; the water was so clear and shallow. The kids were eager to get wet in the waves and “tough” water as Leif called it. Cam was happy to oblige.

A dolly varden was caught for supper this night. Nice. We stopped along the way to fish and check for animal tracks in the mud. Our campfire was lit Oona style, with a flare. The fire was so hot it was GREEN. All our collected damp wood was happy to burn in that fire.

 You can click on the below picture to see a series of Cam casting.

I don’t know anyone that can cook (and bake!) such incredible fare, regardless of the conditions, as my friend Shannon. Whether we’re on a very remote, unnamed beach or she’s cooking for a ginormous group of working men and their families (while also working some with the men),  Shannon delivers something amazing.

We both brought meals for this weekend but Shannon’s were much more noteworthy with mine being safe, easy to make meals like Daal (Ben says “but not dull”) and chilli. The first night we ate roast chicken with fresh picked high bush cranberry sauce. She made ridiculous buttermilk pancakes (that she “just threw together”) and a killer lasagne with fresh noodles. What about Pear Caramel Pie with home made crust? No biggie. Not for Shannon. Might as well make two.

I practiced my photography skills and had a super time doing it.

There was water colour painting, reading and drawing. The kids worked hard to entertain the adults each evening with singing and dancing shows. My Lily was so happy to learn the words to Rolling In The Deep and Call Me Maybe and Shannon’s Lily came up with beautiful, unique songs to share with us. The Lily’s danced and Maya and Leif did frightening acrobatics. Leif was the star of his own drama, acting out as lava pouring down the mountain (and on to unsuspecting villagers- Lily and Lily).

We had some incredible weather this weekend. The kids were flying in the wind as it pushed the clouds away. Ben and Cam took them for a walk while Shannon and I read and just sat quietly. The sun and wind on our faces was so refreshing.

I plan to write more about it but this little corner of the world is being threatened by gas pipeline proposals wanting to take gas to the coast. Aside from the many serious issues with “natural” gas, a disturbing fact that no one should forget is that these same gas pipelines could also pipe dirty tar sands bitumen if they so chose to pump it through. They do this already with other gas pipelines. This could be a back door for getting dirty tar sands oil to the coast, over thousands of our precious waterways and rugged wilderness. More on that soon.

I just can’t tire of this view.