Family Reunion Up North

I've been North of the Border of late.  One branch of our extended family lives in British Columbia and with the slightly reduced difficulty of travel it was time for a long delayed family reunion.

Most of the time was spent next to a picturesque lake called Skaha on the outskirts of Okanagan Falls.  Note, there are no longer any falls there, a dam having replaced them.

On our first morning by the lake we were awakened early.  A 3000 rider bike race was scheduled to go through and the support tents went up early.  The elite level riders went through not long after in a silent brightly colored pack.  As the morning wore on the riders were slower and far more inclined to stop at the hydration, first aid and repair tents.  Some of them looked worn out.  I suggested we make and hold up a sign that read:

LEAVE THE CULT.  WE'VE GOT BEER

The week was blessed with perfect, if a bit toasty weather.  We splashed around in the lake.  Yes, beer was consumed along with pizza and barbequed stuff.  Most of the family had grown substantially since our last get together.  As the lone grizzled old guy in a mostly young female group it was an interesting experience.

Sometimes I got out on long walks into the surrounding mountains.  

I'll show you some odd stuff in the week or so ahead.