At the end of last week we went to Oliver. It's been a long time since we have been able to go over a weekend, but since our farmer's markets are over the year, that option has been opened back up to us. I also thought it might be easier for our lovely housesitter Meredith to be there on a weekend, when she doesn't have to dash off to work.
Unlike our previous trip in early October, we did not run into any snow, at all. Just rain, and a fair bit of it until we got closer to Princeton, and into the drier climate of the Southern Interior of the province. The sky cleared for a little bit, and I think that was the only bit of sun we saw for the whole four days, and we saw the most beautiful of rainbows. I think you have to have a really good camera to pick up the rainbow colours well, and so my photos do not do it justice. Even though I played around a with them a bit to try make the rainbow glow with the vibrance we saw, I was mostly unsuccessful.
We were in Oliver for three nights. It was mostly an uneventful trip. The sky was gray the whole time, except for late one afternoon when it cleared off a bit, but the sun was behind the mountain by then. We did lots of dog walks, like usual. Maybe not as long as we used to, as Jake doesn't have the endurance now at 15+ years old, that he used to. He tends to lag behind before too long, and we have to keep turning around to check that he is still coming. And one time I turned around...no Jake! No point in calling him, as he can only hear you if you use the right pitch and is within a 100 feet or so. I started walking back, expecting to see him in the brush off to the side. And I didn't see him, and then panic starts to build and the walking gets faster and turns into a jog, and then finally I spotted him, down the bank, chowing down on a dead salmon. Bad dog Jake! Well hopefully he didn't get much, and at least he didn't roll in it which might have been Luna's first choice.
Even though the Fall colours had now just turned to fifty shades of grey and brown, the textures and lines were amazing. The vegetation is so different to what we have here down near the coast, in our rainforest type climate, and I find it fascinating.
Milkweed pods drying up.
These almost look like withered grapes, but as far as I know they are the drooping berry clusters of the Smooth Sumac Rhus Glabra. This spot must have got hit harder with some freezing weather than others.
I walked down the bank towards the river, and didn't even realized I picked up these travellers. Thankfully not ticks, but a small flattened burr. I left them until we were back at the car, and picked them off into the garbage.
Someone doing a little self promotion. I thought there might be some bird seed in it, but no evidence of any.
And Luna, dear Luna.....if there is a prickly pear cactus to be found, she will find it! She couldn't move, as she had the cactus stuck to two feet.
The remnants of a wasp nest
A grove of cottonwoods with wood pecker holes
Walking north, south of Road 14
The cottonwoods from the other side of the river
I had to look twice at this....and then realized that was the name of the winery at the bottom of the sign.
Looking south. A couple of remnants of summer down there on the bank
Nearly 10 years ago, a small lake behind an crumbling earthen dam, broke free and roared down the creek bed (right in the centre of the picture, at the lowest spot of the foreground hills). It covered the highway and the orchards and roared toward the river. The grass covered berm right in front of me is some of that mud and rock debris piled up. There is really now no evidence that it ever happened, unless you know what to look for.
Well the close branch and the black berries were supposed to be in focus, not the other way around. The silver foliage in the background was lovely though. I don't know what kind of tree it was, but made me think of olives...
We had to wonder why these apples had been left. If there hadn't been an 8' fence between us and them, we would have had a sample.