Friday, June 08, 2007
You can get to heaven in a boat
B and I have a summer weekend special place. The kind of "happy place" you go to in your mind when the dentist is drilling, when you're walking home from work in the dark at 4:30 on a November evening, or when cold rain is dripping down your collar on Groundhog day.
We were there last weekend, for the first time this year. It will be repeated as often this summer as time and weather will permit. And providing B has not already made other weekend plans. (But if you are a regular reader, you know how I can get B to change his plans.)
I'll take you on a tour. Follow me. First we rush home from work on Friday afternoon and drive 20 minutes to launch our boat in a side channel of the Pitt River.
Then it takes about 20 more minutes to get to Pitt Lake. From here on there are no roads, it's boat access only. The stress and cares of our everyday life start to blow away behind us.
We arrive at one of of several small secluded beaches that dot this 20 km long lake. There are 4 or 5 spots that we go to, depending on tides (this lake is one of few lakes in the world affected by tides from the nearby ocean) and the weather.
A glass of wine by the camp fire as the sun sets dissolves all trace of stress:
For the rest of the weekend we play, read, and nap:
And we hike up to a waterfall, picking salmon berries on the way.
Have you ever seen a five star hotel this inviting? I don't think so:
Sunday afternoon, we head home sun kissed and happy, rejuvenated by the mountains, water, and solitude.
A busy Canada Goose and her family accompanies us the last 100 metres to the boat ramp.
Hope you enjoyed the tour. Thanks for coming along.