I was just sorting through a pile of iPhone images from the past year – or, in other words, giving myself an excuse to daydream about the fun we have had on our summer adventures. But in looking at the images, I’m struck by the sheer volume of odd-ball sights we’ve encountered. From wildlife weirdness, to strange signs, to even a celebratory oil rig in one national park, Simon and I always seem to stumble upon a few good laughs.
Simon really tries had to get that perfect shot. To warm up our cameras for the summer, we took our gear out to a local park in Toronto to photograph swans, Canadian geese, and beavers. To get on eye level with these swans, Simon had to jump down the side of this rock wall while I passed his camera down to him. The swans were really hoping for a piece of bread instead of a face full of glass.
This was our sight after crossing into Yellowstone on the park’s east entrance road last summer. I really had to use the facilities, but a greeter decided to meet us in a quite inconvenient location.
Some of our first wildlife images from last summer included a fox family outside of the park, on a farm with llamas, sheep and deer. What a combo! There’s Simon in the ‘field’, after getting permission from the generous land owner to sit on their property.
One of our first hikes. Ohh, ouch. Poor little elk. Had a bad winter, I suppose.
Only in the wild west.
We had some very rude neighbours while camping in Yellowstone. This guy wouldn’t even say hi to us. Hmmph.
What the……delicious and unique beer we shared with pizza one night.
A novel idea, in the town of Jasper.
Waterton National Park, home of the cardboard black bear, perfect for selfies.
We crossed the Canadian-American border and were amazed by the lack of a line up. Or a duty free shop.
Was this fox smiling because he just stopped in for a beer with these campers while in Waterton, Alberta?
I learned that I must share the trails with cyclists, hikers, horseback riders, and oh yes, bears.
I can’t believe I made it to the top of the world. All I had to do was drive down the Beartooth Highway outside of Yellowstone National Park.
While hiking in Jasper National Park, we encountered a frog, and while we paused for Simon to get his camera ready, the frog jumped on my hiking boot. Paused. And then peed. It proceeded to bounce off into the forest, without getting its portrait taken. Um…thanks a lot.
Visiting a national park, it’s wonderful to see their bounty of wild species and plants protected. Why not throw in a celebration of Canada’s first oil well, smack dab in the middle of the natural beauty. Goes with the theme, doesn’t it?
Finally, as we travelled back across Canada on the way home, we happened to see three different travelling homes. There must have been a mass exodus of houses out of rural Saskatchewan. I wonder where they were moving?
I’m looking forward to more random adventures this summer!