According to the weather people, we are between storms today. I took off up the hill and into the woods today. We've had a wetter spring this year and I suspect the wildflowers are gonna be happy. I thought the sunflowers (balsam root) were at their peak some time ago, but with the cool weather, they're still blooming like crazy. The hillsides have a lot of yellow to them.
This pear orchard was in full bloom. We will hope the nights don't get so cold because it sounds like the world will need all the food that can be grown this year. I haven't heard the roar of the orchard fans for a couple of mornings, so there is hope. I noticed some gridlock at the openings to the beehives which were almost too close to the road. The bees were making up for lost time? It did rain yesterday.
Here's the future pears and bike with new bags. I've almost tipped over getting on and off because I am in the habit of compensating for one bag on one side.
After thirteen miles, my buns were saying it was time to turn around. I was up higher and into the start of the woods. This is still along Salmon Creek, which supplies a lot of irrigation water to the valley below.
On the way back, with five miles to go, I had to get off the bike for a bit. I snapped this picture of the Okanogan Valley which becomes the Okanagan Valley once it is in Beautiful British Columbia, eh. It was either downhill or flat from here on. No restaurants--well, maybe they might have peanuts or something at the Golf Course....
You can't see the bottom of the valley because of the "flats" that are up out of it. Today was 26 miles sans Demon Dog.
This pear orchard was in full bloom. We will hope the nights don't get so cold because it sounds like the world will need all the food that can be grown this year. I haven't heard the roar of the orchard fans for a couple of mornings, so there is hope. I noticed some gridlock at the openings to the beehives which were almost too close to the road. The bees were making up for lost time? It did rain yesterday.
Here's the future pears and bike with new bags. I've almost tipped over getting on and off because I am in the habit of compensating for one bag on one side.
After thirteen miles, my buns were saying it was time to turn around. I was up higher and into the start of the woods. This is still along Salmon Creek, which supplies a lot of irrigation water to the valley below.
On the way back, with five miles to go, I had to get off the bike for a bit. I snapped this picture of the Okanogan Valley which becomes the Okanagan Valley once it is in Beautiful British Columbia, eh. It was either downhill or flat from here on. No restaurants--well, maybe they might have peanuts or something at the Golf Course....
You can't see the bottom of the valley because of the "flats" that are up out of it. Today was 26 miles sans Demon Dog.