….many times. Some trips I see everything in nature as ….nature. Other trips I see other ….things. This trip was full of both and DDo figured prominently in the role of Other.
If you would like to learn more about our Tressym Pseudodragon nesting program or any of the other conservation programs active in your area, please visit your local community centre to pick up your free brochure. Be sure to ask about the next House Vadalis open house and enter to win a real live and fully trained Scorrow mount…… The lines are beginning to blur and it’s not yet 8:00am. 🙁
Oh dear, now here’s a strange coincidence:
My iPhone recorded this image at 8:00am Sat. May 24 2014, just short of the cattle grid/gate which marks the eastern entrance to the park. For argument’s sake lets call it Kananaskis Country. Visit, hang-out, make it a habit and we can dance with it’s inner workings. I don’t hike names. I see a ridge, a peak, a valley or a pass and I explore it. You try to tell me what it’s called ……blah, blah, blah^9. I read the sign but you know what? I don’t give a Cranium Rat’s Ass what the place is called. I don’t come out here to earn a badge, stick a pin on a map or check-it-off the list! I am, however; quite the different tourist but that is for another time. Oh, I think you should know that if you have made it this far into the post, DDo is now off-line. The rest is just travel directions short on fancy, intimate visuals. If you decide to hop onto the following journey, it may bring with it an insight or two into my next few posts. A capital Thank-You as well. 😉
Dry river bed of a wandering mind; follow along on Google Earth if you prefer colour. 🙂
We began the day (we being the girlfriend and I) in the King’s Heights of Airdrie, Alberta with a 5:00am alarm call. Groggy departure by 6:00am. We travel south to Calgary and through to Okotoks where I get my xtra large Tim Hortons coffee; Double-double. Two cranberry-bran muffins will complete my 36pt Breakfast-of-Champions. The four cookies you happen to see in the bag; two raisen oatmeal and two chocolate chip are to share with Maureen. Hands Off! (Haha, nice try. The cookies and the girl) Pls and ty. 🙂
We leave Okotoks by way of South to the city limits where we turn west on Hwy 7 and make for Black Diamond. In Black Diamond we arrive at the first intersection, a 4 way stop. We signal left(south), and exchange our 7 for a 22. Don’t leave the path, for Hwy 22; the Cowboy Trail, is straight on to Longview and our final road exchange.
Down the big hill to the outskirts of Longview and we exit west(a right) at the first intersection(a 3 way); you are now on Hwy 541. It is not yet 7:30am so west at a 3-way should not be an issue. The sun is from the east. It is now at your back. The 541 will soon deliver you(probably won’t even notice the handoff) to Hwy 40; the Bighorn Highway. The Bighorn, west into the mountains rather than south to Hwy 3 delivers us to my most visited and favourite hike zone of the last twenty-odd years. My go-to place to contemplate it all. If you really like wind and winter road-closures I suggest you take Hwy 40 south to Hwy 3; the Crowsnest Highway. From here you can either head west into the true Crowsnest or turn east and make your way to Lethbridge. Here’s a short short-list of possible stops for your next trip: Turtle Mountain, Lundbreck Falls, Head-Smashed-In Buffalo Jump, Nikka Yuko Japanese Garden.
A final cluster of thoughts re. nesting boxes:
I don’t remember the day Hwy 541 became host to the boxes. To be honest; I don’t remember a time without them. They’ve always been there and so have the birds. Spring is best, all full of new nest activity. This trip delivered Tree Swallows to just about every site along the road. Bluebirds at not quite so many but still, enough images for a tidy pile. Tree Swallows are the sharp-daggered flashes of colour that turn and swoop and twist. The Bluebirds, are …softer. They seem as eager to observe as to dance and perform. Now, I am not advocating for or against the box program. Who deserves it and who doesn’t. Is it effective? Is it not? Google about if you like. For me it has been about seeing the birds. It’s possible that without the boxes I might never have looked close enough for any of it to have mattered.
Thanks for visiting.
Luedwig Bait H’oven