Countryside tour

PEDEGOest I will go...                          Wed. April 3, 2013

Today, with my Nikon camera around my neck, I will give you a bit of a guided tour around the countryside since you are not here to enjoy the ride and the scenery with me. Sometimes I stop to snap a photo and other times I just aim and hope for the best. 

As you can see, this barn has been here for a while. Two weeks ago, you would have seen a large Santa Clause standing in the window looking at the view and the vehicles going by. Would love to see what’s inside...

I am still on Castleman Rd. heading West. And no, that’s not my 

bike.

I am sure this one has put on many kilometres in it’s younger years––the hard way! Helga Pankonin tells me that this was Erica’s idea.

The van den Brink’s (Alfred and Cora) driveway is beautifully lined with cherry blossoms. I taught three of their children. By now they are all grown up and the oldest one has children of her own.

 The large red barns are filled with dairy cattle.

I have made a right turn onto Chapman Road. How would you like these two in your front yard? At least you wouldn’t have to mow 

the lawn.

 Come to think of it, I see a good number of donkeys in this area 

fenced in among horses, sheep or goats.

There are many grand old gnarly trees I pass and admire, but this one made me stop and turn around because it was worth a picture.

Not because of its large scar where it had lost a limb, but because of the dandelion plant that is growing right next to it. How in the world did it get up there? I am sure it has been there for many years and Peter and I have driven passed it many times, but when you are on your bike––or going for a walk––you begin to see the little details, and that I find so uplifting...As the saying goes, “God is in the details.”

A little further and I pass my brother-in-law’s place. My sister, Erica, died in 2008, and a year ago Victor Klassen married the lovely Susan Thiessen who originally hailed from Manitoba. The four of us get along very well and spend time eating together and playing Nuscht.   

Another interesting tree. And what do you suppose happened to 

it?

As you can see, there are no vehicles around. It is such a pleasure cycling––or driving––along these roads on a sunny day.  

I have turned north on to Campriver Rd., where the road follows the Hope Slough and that’s where I see a lot of ducks swimming in the water. Behind the clouds are the Cascade Mountains. I have made a right onto Ferry Rd. and another right onto Bustin Rd.

For this photo I again had to turn around. Why would anyone leave their rubber boots on this side of the barb wire fence!?

Easter is over and the last bunny hops away. Or is that a wooly sheep?

Heading home going east along Old Yale Rd. I pass the Rosedale Park and in the distance I hear the train’s whistle.

I increase my speed and cross the railroad tracks before the crossing lights go on and the warning arms come down. As I cross the rough tracks I slow down, otherwise the contents in my basket (water bottle, energy bar, dog spray, orange vest and a little black bag with my ID and a bit of cash) would spill out. I look left and see the train’s headlights a ways off. I made it safely across and a few minutes later the CN train passes by heading west. 

As you can see in my last photo, I have a nice straight stretch ahead and no cars behind me––they have been stopped by the crossing train. 

It has been another lovely cycling day and there is so much to be thankful for. Next time, bring your bike along. I promise to slow down. Way down... 

Hilda