BARKERVILLE – HAPPY MEMORIES

What is one of your favourite childhood memories? Was it a family trip? Meeting someone special? Hanging with friends? We all have those few memories that stick with us as we grow up. Some refer to them as cherished memories to others they are fond memories. To me they are happy moments in my life.

One of my all time favourites is where I spent my 9th birthday. My family and I spent it in a historic town in British Columbia called Barkerville.( Barkerville Historic Town & Park ) This was a town that was created out of necessity after Billy Barker struck gold in Williams Creek. The town now boasts 125 buildings on site, costumed interpreters, theater shows and many other demonstrations. You can actually watch a series based on the town here: https://barkerville.ca/series.

My step-father instilled in me a love for all things old. We used to camp in out of the way places to find old ghost town sites. He collected many types of antiques and old relics. Everything from old spice tins to a doctors bag with instruments to an old barber chair. He loved items of the past and I absorbed all of it. I love old town sites, graveyards, antique shows and finding those small items from the past that put a smile on my face.

My step-father had friends that were working in the theater in Barkerville so we went to watch the show and celebrate my 9th birthday. I have so many memories of that trip. We spent time with the cast and crew of the theater after hours at a huge bonfire. I was young but I was also smart enough to know when the adults were getting blitzed. I actually still have the program from the theater that year with all of the cast autographs. My mom even used the kitchen in the staff housing to bake me a birthday cake.

We also went horseback riding. I still remember the horse I rode. His name was Shadow and he was a lovely brown with black legs, mane and tail. My mom, who has a slight fear of the equestrian beasts, requested a mild manner creature. She got one all right. Her girl didn’t want to go anywhere and just wanted to munch on the long grass. We had a guide that took us along the trails. I remember he had a rifle with him and I asked why he needed it. He said it was in case of cougars. Didn’t bother me any but if I was told that now I would probably just turn around and be gone.

I remember the bakery. OMG, the smells coming from that bakery were mouth watering. We bought a loaf of fresh sourdough warm out of the oven. It didn’t make it very far as we just nibbled on it as it was. It was just so darn yummy. They had a shop with replica toys that were around in the late 1800’s. There was a photography studio where you could take the old fashioned style pictures. We did that with my step-father dressed up in a military uniform. One of the only times you would see a picture of him without his sunglasses on. Also one of the few times my mom would stand still to have her picture taken.

Since that trip left me with so many happy memories, I decided that I wanted to hopefully be able to create an equally happy experience for my kids. I have planned out a road trip this spring where we will be doing a couple overnights on the way there and staying in a cabin while in Barkerville. Being that they are all older they can really appreciate everything this town has to offer.

I really need to see if I can find any pictures I have of the trip and that theater program. If I do I will make a small post just so you can laugh at nine year old me. Until next time – stay sane.

FINDING A LITTLE HAPPY

I have recently got back into a bit of my photography hobby. My favourite images are black and white, usually landscapes or objects. I need to spend some time getting my larger cameras up and going again, its been a bit, but I have been playing a little here and there. I just thought I would share some of my images with you today.

“Tiny Home”

“Years Gone By”

“Contemplation”

Those are a few of my pics and I am hoping to really get out and find my passion for it again. I am by no means a professional, (although I can brag that one photo I did years ago was purchased and used in a text book on mountain striations), I do enjoy finding pleasing images in every day life.

“Self Portrait”

Until I return – stay sane.

GHOST TOWN ADVENTURE

Over the weekend my kids and I decided to go on a little adventure and check out the ghost town of Neidpath in Saskatchewan. This town had it’s first post office established in 1909 and was left to crumble when the railway abandoned that rail route in 1981. Below you will see a few pictures of the two grain elevators still standing, sort of, out of the original 4.

I think my appreciation for sites of the past came about from my step-father. He loved everything about the past. He would take us camping for 2 weeks every summer at some ghost town site to explore. I would see him out there with his brimmed hat and metal detector in hand looking for lost little treasures. He also introduced me to visiting old graveyards. Nothing disrespectful, but to just read any headstones you could to get a sense of the history. I in turn have passed on this admiration to my kids. I grew up surrounded by antique items. Not the fancy and expensive furniture but the small everyday items that people used in their daily lives. Metal tins that once held kitchen spices and old bottles. An old barber chair he hoped to one day restore and the bubble photo of his grandfather in his military uniform on the wall.

I love when I can take a closer look at the once inhabited dwellings and try to imagine what life was like then and in that town. Open fields all around and the big never ending sky above. The day was warm but with a nice breeze blowing across the prairies. At one time people lived there. Worked, went to school, played, laughed. Now there are a few old buildings left to slowly deteriorate back to the earth.

This was once perhaps the home of a family. I looked in at the old single kitchen faucet and old stove trying to picture how this was once a cozy home. Its hard to picture it when you see the state in which it has become.

Not too far from this old house we found a church. The entrance section of the building had separated from the main portion and in the field adjacent was an abandoned car. Why would someone just leave their car? We will never know.

I love to go and explore places like this. I am out of the house getting fresh air and I am enjoying the moment. Not worrying about now, the next 5 years or even further. (Thanks anxiety!) I am just in the moment and the past.

I hope you enjoy the pics and maybe these will help inspire you to go out and explore. Until next time-stay sane.

VALLEY OF 1000 DEVILS

So I have made, the oh so smart, decision of going on more outdoor adventures.  For some dumb reason I thought going on a hike at a location known as Valley of 1000 Devils.  The name should of been a hint right?

Trail Head Valley of 1000 Devils

10 KM round trip with a narrow foot path through grasslands and around mounds of clay.  Sometimes there were strong winds and then suddenly it would be gone.  Then you could feel the heat that was radiating off of the clay earth and the dryness of the air.

We made it a family affair.  3 of my kids, my visiting dad, and myself.  I thought it shouldn’t be too difficult but it was more difficult than I thought.  My poor body was not conditioned for such an undertaking.  My feel screamed, my legs ached.  Worse?  My DAD was going along like it was nothing.  Well shit, I have to get in better shape.

I do admit, the view was amazing and made it worth it. 

Peak View

I will do something like this again.  Just need to get hiking boots and really prepare myself.

Until I come back-stay sane.

ROADWAY MEMORIES

I have decided I am super lucky. My demon spawn….ahem….lovely kids, still love the chance to road trip with mom. Now when I say kids I am talking about 15, 19, and 23. I have decided that I will continue to go on road trips with them for as long as they want. Why? Well, I am not an idiot. I know that at some point they will have busy lives and cruising down the highway with their old mom won’t be in the plans.

I try to make the trips fun. Stretch them out so we can make any stops we want. Take pics, explore, be goofy. Music blasting, windows down and loaded on drinks and snacks we hit the road to where ever that trip is taking us. I am planning trips up to Northern BC, The Yukon and still researching more.

When I was growing up my step dad took us camping for 2 weeks every summer. We usually stayed at remote locations as he loved old ghost towns. There were times I may have gotten a little bored but as I grew older I looked back at those trips and I never thought of the bored, just the fun and interesting things we did. I have chosen to make memories for my kids to look back on and say “Mom wasn’t just a raging mean old bitch!”. Ah, yes, the teen years are fun aren’t they?

In todays world people are consumed with things and obtaining “treasures”. Going on those crazy expensive trips around the world. Not that I don’t have places I would love to visit and still hope to do so, BUT, I want my kids to appreciate what we have around us. Memories are important, not things I buy them. I have seen in my kids that they have absorbed this outlook and I am so thankful that they are who they are.

I think we forget that sometimes there is beauty and exploration right in our own backyard and that is what I want to do with my family. Explore, admire, laugh, and make memories. So get the hell outdoors, research a cool out of the way place to check out. Sing loud, eat horribly and laugh together.

Off I go until another thought strikes me. Until then – stay sane.