Tag Archives: Walks

Lakes

Penticton sits between two lakes: Okanagan Lake at the north end and Skaha Lake at the south end.

Okanagan Lake in October.

Okanagan Lake is the much larger one; it’s 135 km (84 miles) long, from 4 to 5 kilometres (two to three miles) wide, and is as much as 230 metres (760 ft) deep in some spots. Technically, it is a fjord lake as it was created through glaciation.

An evening Okanagan Lake in mid-September.

For many years Okanagan Lake has been a hub of recreation, transportation, sustenance and employment; its 10,000 year cultural importance to the Syilx/Okanagan Nation cannot be overstated.

A moody Skaha Lake.

Penticton is built on the result of an ancient landslide that split Okanagan Lake into two, with the smaller one in the south becoming known as Skaha in Okanagan or horse lake in English.

Skaha Lake in early October.

Skaha Lake is 12 kilometres (seven miles) long and two to three kilometres (two miles) wide. Its average depth is 27 metres (87 ft), making it ideal for canoeing, swimming, dragonboating, windsurfing, kite surfing and sailing, and especially for learning these activities.

Skaha Lake in late June haze.

This relatively shallow lake warms up in the spring and summer and by August is like a big bathtub. It retains this heat well into October; we saw people swimming last week before the arrival of this week’s cold snap.

Much recreational life revolves around these lakes, even if only to sit on one of the beaches to relax or just to enjoy the view.

Happy Friday.

Maple Glory

The sugar maple trees are stunning right now.

Walking under them is like being enveloped in a softly glowing, gentle dream.

I took these photos during Sunday’s (October 15) evening walk when it was wind-still and fresh, and the world felt like it was taking a breath.

Standing among them and looking up into their reaches conferred a strong sense of our smallness, of the sweep of life and our little bit within it.

Happy Tuesday.

Rose Garden Views

The Penticton rose garden still looks lovely, despite the fact that we are now mid-way through October and much closer to Halloween than Labour Day. Below is a photo progression.

September 13
October 1
October 13

The photos show that it’s fading, but I think it’s in the gentlest, loveliest way: the beauty in ageing.

Happy Monday.

Time to Go?

The geese are definitely marshalling themselves and seem to be nearing their departure for warmer climes.

This group was occupying some docks at an empty marina. Quietly murmuring among themselves, they nevertheless seemed to be expectant and focussed.

How do they know when it’s the right time to wing south? My understanding is that they have an internal clock that measures daylight hours and signals to them when those hours become too short for comfort.

I hope they have a safe journey.

Autumn Colour Delights

We are starting to hit the heights of our autumn colours; such a beautiful time of year.

Glorious autumn chrysanthemums bring visual joy.

A honey locust tree backed by an incredibly blue sky is a beautiful sight. The pods of the honey locust are sweet and edible, but are best before they turn brown.

The red and yellow ash trees are hitting their optical stride.

Happy Tuesday.

Beautiful October Day

Yesterday we had a gorgeous autumn day and decided to have lunch at a restaurant next to Skaha Lake. Penticton sits on an ancient landslide that bisected the valley’s lake to create two: Okanagan Lake at Penticton’s north end and Skaha Lake to the south.

Skaha Lake looking west.

The temperature was perfect so enjoying lunch outside was a good choice. We might not be able to do that for much longer and we got a perfect day for it, or as close to that as possible.

The nearby marina sat placidly in the sparkling lake.

The day was stunningly clear with its beautiful blue canopy.

The dry mountain conditions have improved,

The mountains are still quite brown after our extremely dry summer, but doing better after a recent week of cooler temperatures and rain.

Happy Thanksgiving Saturday.

Autumn

There are many lovely symbols and rituals associated with autumn, but all of them are bittersweet, implying as they do the death of the season and the impending colder months.

Big bins of honey crisp apples, cool and crunchy; the last of summer in their sweetness.

Restless swathes of leaves, swirling and settling, settling and swirling.

Green with yellow highlights becomes a lovely and familiar sight.

Happy Friday; happy Thanksgiving weekend. 🦃