let’s gather our things and travel

1.jpg2.jpg3.jpg4.jpg5.jpgSummer, like no other season, speaks to my wayfaring soul. I think that’s the same for most people. There’s something about the sun blazing down on you that makes you want to strip down to the bare minimum, grab some great music, and venture far off to somewhere even hotter and more insane. Maybe its the heat that make us delirious, or maybe its just our way of feeling free. Free from work, family, and responsibilities. Whatever the case may be, I feel as if we should embrace it, and get away at every possible opportunity. We are not here for very long, so let’s become those irresponsible beings that we sometimes long to be. Let this be the one summer that changes you.

“The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars.”
– Jack Kerouac, On The Road
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See you all when I get back!

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Emory

mama and emma in oliver

1.jpg1-2.jpg2.jpg3.jpg4.jpg5.jpg 6.jpg9.jpg 10.jpg11.jpg 12.jpg13.jpg15.jpg16.jpgA few weeks ago, my mum and I took our first trip together in eight years. Our last vacation was in 2006, and I had just completed the first year of my postsecondary schooling in Toronto, Ontario. That summer I moved back to Saskatoon to live with my parents and to finish my degree at the University of Saskatchewan. Picture an anal retentive daughter who felt a little unsure of her future, a mother who flew by the seat of her pants while holidaying, a bullmastiff puppy who chewed everything in site, and a group of cabins that weren’t fit to live in all dumped in the middle of the woods with a patch of grass for a beach. Yet, the somewhat disastrous nature of that trip has since turned into hilarious and subsequently happy memories. It is certainly one that I will never forget. 

Our destination for this vacation was Oliver, British Columbia. My mum recently put an offer on an acreage two provinces away from where we live and had yet to see it in person. A few days before the sale was to be finalized, she made the decision to fly out there. My brother and his family live only a few hours away from the property, so the trip doubled as an excuse to visit them. The original title of this post was going to be “Nev And Max Do Oliver.” Have any of you seen Catfish? Based on our personalities and my need to document everything, my mum was dubbed the carefree Nev and I was her more organized partner Max. I was hoping that our trip was going to be a much smoother ride than our previous one eight years ago. However, with Nev in charge of planning, Max was thrown into Nev’s world of where anything goes. As they say, “sh*t got cray,” and like the show nothing was as it appeared to be. Similar to the program’s victims, we witnessed firsthand that falling in love with something online is a hell of a lot different than loving it in person.

14.jpgThat is not to say that it wasn’t a great trip. The weather was perfect, the mountains and lakes were breathtakingly beautiful, and we laughed throughout it all. I really did have the best time with my mum. I just need to learn that traveling with her will always be an adventure. More importantly, in the end we accomplished what we set out to do. Oliver really is a beautiful place, but my mother has yet to determine if it’s her kind of beautiful. 

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Emory

waskesiu (part two)

IMG_1.jpg IMG_2.jpgIMG_3.jpg IMG_4.jpgIMG_5.jpg IMG_6.jpgIMG_7.jpg IMG_8.jpgIMG_10.jpg IMG_9.jpgThe last two days that my husband and I spent on our vacation in Waskesiu were filled with sun, sun, a little rain, and more sun. While we do prefer rain and grey days, have two of the former and mostly two of the latter felt like a nice dichotomy. It was really interesting taking some pictures in gloomy weather, and the next day taking photographs of the same sites in blue skies. It’s a great reminder of how weather can really set the mood when you are photographing outdoors. I noticed that certain shots and angles don’t always work when the sun is glaring off of certain objects, while seeing the reflection of it in others makes for a really beautiful shot. Anyway, enough of yet another photography lesson.

On the last morning of our trip we parked our vehicle in front of a hotel and took Truman for one last long walk. Neither of us wanted to go back, especially since later that afternoon we had planned to meet our contractor at our property and plan out where everything was going, and the next day was to be our appointment at the bank where we would be applying for our new mortgage. We did have a really great discussion on how we do need to take more trips. In the last four years we had gone on less than five, and all except one were within Canada. Instead of spending money on vacations we spent it on renovations. That worked really well for us as a couple, although it’s not everyone’s cup of tea. However, now that our house has sold and the renovations made us our money, I sort of feel like being selfish and spending our hard earned money on ourselves. If only for a little while. My mum always says that youth is wasted on the young. So why not be young and dumb again? Well, young and cautious and well-traveled. ;-)))

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Emory

waskesiu (part one)

IMG_3.jpg IMG_11.jpgIMG_13.jpg IMG_5.jpgIMG_7.jpg IMG_8.jpgIMG_9.jpg IMG_15.jpgIMG_16.jpg IMG_6.jpgTwo weeks ago I had mentioned that Geoffrey and I were going away to celebrate our fourth wedding anniversary. We visited a national park in Canada that we went to around the same time last year. It’s quickly becoming our anniversary destination. We love going there in June before school lets out because it feels as if it’s a beautiful ghost town which happens to be in the midst of a forest and surrounded by lakes. It’s just so serene! We also like how it always seems to rain when we are there. Because we are not beach people, when we do go to a beachy destination, we tend to spend our time going for walks rather than just laying around. The rain is so good for keeping away mosquitoes and even people. We love having the roads and trails to ourselves as well. Hmm. I’m beginning to see a pattern of anti-social behaviour! 

Our first few days at Waskesiu were rainy as per. We walked, ate, watched movies, walked some more, took photos, went to coffee shops, walked again, and I even got some blogging and HS Store time in. It was heaven. Why, oh why, can’t we have vacations at least once a month? No, I suppose that it’s that much more special when you hardly do get away. I’ll take an annual or biannual vacation over a daily one anytime.

While we did stay in a motel, sleeping in a hammock looked pretty appealing. Here is a link for those first-time hammock users.

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Emory

november wanderlust.

IMG_1.jpghappy november, friends! i hope that everyone has a wonderful long weekend. we totally are, mostly because we are totally out of town and shopping until we are dropping. sorry. that line was like, so retro. ;-)))

see y’all monday! huzzah!!

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