We slowly drove out of the swamp, catching a picture of some Coltsfoot growing in the wet gravel and leaf litter right at the side of the road. On up we went until we got that beautiful view out to Blue Mountain.
It's not often that I get to photograph Coltsfoot in full bloom anymore.As we head up the road I have driven approximately 200 times before, we get the usual view of the western end of Blue Mountain over the fields. The accommodation for a week-long field course I taught for 25 years is at the end of this road, but now there are two spectacular new homes on the opposite side of the road. Quite a change!
At the corner we turned a sharp left over the bridge and got a great view of the Beaver River. I have ended several paddles at this point over past years. This post is certainly full of memories for me.
We drove a wandering mix of roads after that on our way home. This is a willow shrub right beside the road.



































