For once, the opening picture is also chronologically first. I'd like to take you on the same journey i went on. It's a from riding the gravel road "highway" between Maple Creek and Shaunavon. Not much special about this spot, i just liked the composition.
Next shot is a picture taken from the pool table looking at the window at the one bar that was open in Shaunavon on Labor Day.
This is the Frenchman River! If you look in the distance you will see the grand canyon that was carved out when this was a glacial flood. Now it's just a piddling little creek whose water is not even drinkable.
One of many abandoned homes near Climax. I like this one because it has a red bum. I think if i ever own a home, it should have a red bum.
Another abandoned building near Climax. You can't see from this angle, but it's actually bent over almost 45 degrees. I took it from this angle, though, so you can see just how parched the soil is. It's really Canada's dust bowl out here.
I liked this photo of the ride into Val Marie because it reminded me of an old TV show title card, although i can't remember which show.
Here is a picture of my shadow climbing up Eagle Butte in the section of Grasslands National Park that is relatively close to Val Marie.
Grasslands selfie. I can't explain to you all how happy i am to be traveling again. No work, no house, it's truly my most joyous state of being. Waking up somewhere new every day, for all my moaning and complaining, it's still better than any day i spend stuck. I finally feel free. I am so happy.
This. This horizon is what the prairies are all about for me. You can see barren ridges off in the distance, miles of plains in between, but it's the sky that's endless. It makes you feel tiny and the universe is so huge and it is incredible.
Sunset looking back over some of Grasslands, but also some farmers' fields in the distance.
More sunset, walking through the trail in a coulee. I followed a rabbit for a while along this trail, it kept hopping along in front of me like Alice in Wonderland.
It's beautiful. This is where i set up camp.
And here is what it looked like in the other direction, the next morning.
My Breakfast Club pose, after almost completing the trail from which i had hiked out into the backcountry to pitch my tent overnight.
The final picture is the road back into the farmlands. It should be some kind of idyllic, pastoral view, crossing back into the Saskatchewan watershed, but it isn't due to that awful haze that was hanging over everything. A strange ending to a wonderful few days.
So that was Grasslands, and to be honest the last of the Canada i really wanted to see, and the last of Canada that isn't cold and damp for most of the year. I'm not sure what sort of photos will be coming up next, probably more clouds, more water, more trees, more Midwest-y or European-looking shots. We'll see.