There are many shallow rivers that flow into the Strait of Georgia close to my daughter’s home. A short drive and a 1 Km walk brought us to this wonderful view and the prospect of a dip in the cool river. It was a hot day and about to get hotter as we faced the scramble down the path to the shore.
Why do pictures never show how steep things are?
Good or bad, I am very persistent when I get an idea into my head. I wanted my dip in the river and…. there was no turning back! My poor daughter had her doubts but down we went. I was happy to have one hiking pole with me. The knowledge that coming back up would be easier than going down was an encouragement. “Easier” being a relative term, of course.
Such a swimming hole requires one to wear shoes as the bottom is littered with twigs, branches and half decayed leaves. The water was lovely and refreshing and we found a submerged log that made a perfect seat.
We only found this place after we had done our Tame Tarzan imitation of crawling up the steeper path as we hung onto half-submerged tree roots. Wet shoes were no help as we sloshed and slipped about. Still, I wouldn’t have missed this experience for anything.
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