Beaver Lake and Beyond

Because of some recent changes, I only had one day off this week.  I could have spent it cleaning the house.  I could have spent it binge-watching “Jane the Virgin”.  I could have spent it preparing for next week’s Grand Adventure, but no.  I decided to go for a drive.  

Armed with a bag of oranges and my camera, Santana and I hit the road.

I noticed a sign the last time I drove through Winfield – Beaver Lake Mountain Resort, 17 km, with an arrow pointing East on a road called Beaver Lake Road.  The thing is, when I looked at the map, I couldn’t find any lake called Beaver Lake.  When I entered Beaver Lake into the directional guide, the closest Beaver Lake was 420 km away, near Saanich.  So where did Beaver Lake Road actually go?  It was time to find out.

The road wound its way upward through the countryside.  Overcast skies made the just-starting-to-turn autumn colours that much more vibrant.  

We came across a herd of cattle, on the wrong side of the fence.  This young one had attitude.  

But then again, I could see where he gets it from.

There were Meadowlarks and Red-tailed Hawks, Magpies and Ravens, but none of them wanted to pose for pictures.  Some days are like that.  The higher we went, the thicker the trees became, and soon we were immersed in forest.  The birds here were different.  There were Turkey Vultures, Whiskey Jacks and Steller’s Jays.  All of them camera shy.  

We arrived at the Beaver Lake Mountain Resort and went into the office to gather some intel.  There are a number of cabins for rent here, along with camping for both tents and RV’s.  Boat rentals, dog parks, a wellness spa, and a petting zoo are just a few of the amenities of the resort.  Oh, and did I mention that they sell mini-donuts?  I asked the woman on the desk why Beaver Lake wasn’t on the map.  

“Oh,” she said, “it’s probably listed as Swalwell Lake.  That’s what it used to be called.”

Indeed, I had seen Swalwell Lake on the map, along with a bunch of other lakes with names like Alex, Wilma, Min, Kaiser Bill and Rod.  Who are these people?  Turns out there was an interesting article written in the Kelowna Daily Courier on Aug. 26, 2014 called “Okanagan History – Name that Lake” in which I read who each of these lakes were named for.

Our next stop was Doreen Lake – again, not on the map.  (It was listed in the article, though.)

Back on the road, Santana took it upon himself to navigate our journey.  We didn’t want to just turn around and go back the way we’d came.  We wanted to follow this road and see where we ended up.  Cell service had stopped some time ago, and Santana was forced to use the Map Book that I keep on hand.  I wasn’t worried.  Santana has a knack for things like that.

The road is really kind of awesome.  Yes, there was a section that was mud, and another section that was full of potholes, making it a 20 km/hr drive.  But like I said to Santana, at that speed you hardly use any gas at all!  And it makes it easier to spot things like moss.  

And rocks.  

And mushrooms growing out of the road.

We emerged in Lavington where I admired the corn just last week.

As a side note, I won’t be posting anything next week.  Santana and I are off on our Grand Adventure – a camping trip to Vancouver Island and my first vacation since 1989.  I’m sure I’ll have plenty to report when I get back.  There’s at least one back country locale that I plan to bush-whack my way to.  See you then!

 

 

Author: Featherstone Creative

Sally Quon is a photographer and writer living in the beautiful Okanagan Valley. When not out enjoying the splendors of nature, she likes to spend time cooking, reading and painting. Her photography has appeared in Canadian Geographic Magazine and in Nature Alberta’s various birding brochures. Sally was recently awarded a Judge’s Choice Award in the Ontario Poetry Society’s Ultra Short Poem Competition and has an essay coming out in Chicken Soup for the Soul - The Forgiveness Fix. One of her photos was chosen for inclusion in the Photographer’s Forum “Best of 2018” Collection. She has two beautiful, almost grown children.

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