August 2006
When looking out my childhood bedroom window on clear days, I could see the Rockies. Although I repeatedly moved back and forth between Calgary, Alberta and Regina, Saskatchewan, I now choose to tell most that I grew up in Calgary. Time spent, memories made and schools attended all support calling Calgary home... as well as the fact that any non-Canadian can't hide their smile if I say I grew up in Regina. Why do we pronounce it that way anyway?
Weekends, more often than not consisted of hikes in the mountains, bike rides in the city parks, swimming, camping, skiing or anything outside. Until spending my first shipboard contract sailing the Bahamas, I hadn't realized how fortunate I was. Living in Miami now, I think about it every day.
This particular photo was taken on one of my favorite hikes. Pile my brother, his wife, their 6 children and me in a Suburban and you've got yourself a holiday! The 2 oldest nieces and I chose to conquer a mountain one afternoon. Amidst our awe and exploration, we could not stop laughing. Bumblebees, trips & falls and unidentified droppings. In a 13-year-old's words: What animal pooed that?
P.S. If you happen upon the same question, I found this site to help. It's awesome. My favorite line:
Look, more than touch!! If you have to touch, use a tool and/or properly gloved hands!! STAY UP WIND!!
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On top of the world
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