"Water does not resist. Water flows. When you plunge your hand into it, all you feel is a caress. Water is not a solid wall, it will not stop you. But water always goes where it wants to go, and nothing in the end can stand against it. Water is patient. Dropping water wears away a stone. Remember that, my child. Remember you are half water. If you can't go through an obstacle, go around it. Water does."
~ Margaret Atwood, The Penelopiad
I have had a love affair with the Slocan Valley for 32 years now. My mother drove me up here for the first time in 1986 to start my job as the community swim instructor, and when we drove around the Cape for the first time and saw the expanse of the lake and the rugged mountains to the west, I felt the significance of the moment without realizing what it was. My mother knew. She had been up here for business many times, and said later she knew I had to experience it too.
~ Margaret Atwood, The Penelopiad
I have had a love affair with the Slocan Valley for 32 years now. My mother drove me up here for the first time in 1986 to start my job as the community swim instructor, and when we drove around the Cape for the first time and saw the expanse of the lake and the rugged mountains to the west, I felt the significance of the moment without realizing what it was. My mother knew. She had been up here for business many times, and said later she knew I had to experience it too.
The lake has Magical Properties. I’m sure of it. I love Nelson and Kaslo and the communities down the Valley, but I always return to this lake and this town.
The water is like velvet. Despite its frigid temperatures most of the year, I can’t wait to dip in at the very beginning of each visit.
The water is like velvet. Despite its frigid temperatures most of the year, I can’t wait to dip in at the very beginning of each visit.
How is the water this clear? More than that, how is it so diverse? This trip, I spent more time across the lake than I ever have. Made me wonder what I was doing all these years.
I fell in love all over again with the deep greens and cliffs that plunged hundreds of feet down into the depths of the lake and the small sandy beaches and the huge rocks to sun myself on post-swim. Here comes a big photo dump because I don’t know how to put into words what I feel when I’m there.
I fell in love all over again with the deep greens and cliffs that plunged hundreds of feet down into the depths of the lake and the small sandy beaches and the huge rocks to sun myself on post-swim. Here comes a big photo dump because I don’t know how to put into words what I feel when I’m there.
This one isn’t from across the lake, but I love it because I got to jump off cliffs with Olivia.
Thousands have lived without love, not one without water. ~ WH Auden
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