Another Butter Hike

If I stop to think about it with any bit of logic, I am astounded that two days after Beatrice Lake I was on the trail again going almost 800 metres up Butter. Really. You’d think maybe a few days rest? But Helen said she was in town and asked if I wanted to hike – who was I to say no?

So I gamely duck-taped my feet, put on my Meindls and up we went for 3.5 hours – down in 3 hours. My feet certainly didn’t hurt like they did at Beatrice. – but my hips still have bruises from the heavy pack – so I wasn’t altogether pain-free. Still – wouldn’t have missed it for the world.

The weather was perfect. The puppies were overjoyed. Luckily, two of the streams en route had not completely dried up. Still, Shanara downed an entire litre of water at the top.

The highlight, if you can call it that, was seeing a forest fire from the top. It looked to be near Sandon. Then we heard, as we hiked back, the helicopters and airplanes. That stopped after a couple of hours so I hope they got the fire.

Helen said that everyone who lives in the Kootenays has that underlying anxiety – even people living in Nelson – that one day the fire will come. We are surrounded by forest. But what do you do? Helen suggested asking for a visit from the fire marshal who would be happy to assess the property. I say, live as best you can.

Next: Idaho Peak. It looks like Helen wants to go so we may end up with a nice little group on Thursday. And Coco called to offer flowers from her garden. I have no idea where to plant them. Our beds are not ready. I’m getting them anyway on the assumption I’ll figure it out.

Meanwhile, back at the ranch, power tools are making a sweet racket as Simon sweats it out in the hot sun, balanced precariously on a ladder, doing painting, window frames and batts. He is amazing.

And what am I doing to contribute? Other than hanging around eating bonbons? Oh, I dunno – sitting in front of the computer and contemplating watering the garden. Yeah, all the really tough stuff.

At least I can say that I know how lucky I am to have him.

About goodyniosi

Writer, avid(!!!) hiker - living life to the fullest. Love, life, bliss - getting high on getting high (in the alpine that is)
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