Saturday

Today’s photos are (yes) all about me.

I know it looks a bit ego-ish but I’m going to give myself a pass because I almost always wave people away when they want to take my photo but yesterday, Peter was taking some fabulous pics (including really terrific drone videos) so, what the heck – there they were and I thought I might as well post them.

It really was quite a fabulous day.

Today – not so much. I got the gardening done and even mowed the “lawn.” Wow! Heavy mower. I don’t recall push mowers being that heavy back in the day but then I was decades younger and they were probably twice the weight and I was a young Hercules with muscles out to there, right?

So – I am going on an unexpected backpacking trip on Friday – Yoho for four nights. That will include the Iceline Trail, which I adored when I did with Simon two years ago – one of my total favourites. We’ll also be doing some other hikes that I have not done – so – new stuff in the beautiful Rockies.

After that, Cathedral Lakes. And Simon is working and won’t be able to come and I know that I’m going to miss hiking with him. It’s one of the activities we share that I love. And sometimes you have to do what you have to do.

So – a certain unease and sadness the last few days. Something is going on. Hope to get to the bottom of it soon. In the meantime, I’ll escape to the high places. Tomorrow – chores. Monday – Whitewater!

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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