This is "The Butte"
The left over plug of an ancient volcano
and the namesake of my town
This picture was taken at Christmas time, with a distinct lack of snow
and yet, we ended up with more snow this year than we've had in years
Anyhow, the picture is just to lay the groundwork and give some perspective
Most days I take my dog for a walk, sometimes through the bush, sometimes on the paths along the road. Today was a bush day to the old cemetary ,a favourite place to sit and reflect.
I usually stop there because after that it's mostly uphill
Today I decided to keep going and after much huffing and puffing, found myself at the end of the path and the beginning of the rock climb up the Butte
I must add, this is not a place I thought I'd ever make it to again
It's one heck of a steep climb,
the kind where you take five or six steps, then have to stop and turn around to catch your breath.
My cousin Dagmar (who seems to have temporarily disappeared from the blogosphere)
could tell you a great story about being on this path with a bear below her and the rock above,
and having to climb up and stay on top until she figured the bear was gone.
And how if her dad ever found out, he'd never let her come to Canada again!
I didn't climb up the rock itself because Monty would not be impressed about being left behind.
Anyhow, we made it safely up and down
On the way back home Monty remembered a spot where he once caught a mouse a few years ago
every time we pass it he checks it out, to make sure there's no more there.
Over a fence
While Monty trustingly
waited for me to lift the bottom so he could crawl underneath
Along the path to the marker where we turn off along our own property
25 steps back to retrieve the leash that fell out of my pocket along the way
Along the home stretch
And break through the bush to the back of our home
Thanks for your company!!
PS....these were all taken with my cellphone....the wonder of it all!