Mom came over and we had a cup of tea while she enjoyed my Christmas decorations and attempted to give Vizzini some lovin'. He was having none of it, ungrateful cat.
"I am not in the mood."
Knowing we'd be going to Elk-Beaver Lake, I dressed for potential mud and chilliness.
- Jacket - Burberry, consignment; last worn here in October on my shopping trip with Vero
- Sweater - Sonia Rykiel, consignment; last seen here in October for another Mom-Day in green satin
- Skirt - Pink Martini, consignment; last worn here in March with the Ringmaster jacket
- Boots - Aldo, consignment; last seen here in September for the Mom-Day at Hatley Castle
I was certainly the snazziest person at the lake!
I didn't take the jacket off the whole day, but here you go.
The casual stance.
- Scarf - Forele, consignment
- Gloves - Parkhurst
- Mask - by Mom
- Belt - Club Monaco, consignment
- Leather cuff - Guess, thrifted
- Brass/leather cuff - vintage 70s, Mom's
- Earrings - Mom's, Fiji
- Silver/smoky topaz ring - Anneli Neuman, Sweden, vintage fair
- Silver/onyx ring - Toccara, vintage fair
- Gold-plated silver ear-cuffs - consignment; purchased here for $6.00
Here's a close-up of the ear-cuffs.
Enough fashion! On to the Mom-Day Adventure.
We drove north of Victoria and wended our way through the woods to the Beaver Lake side of the two connected lakes of Elk-Beaver Lake Park.
There were tons of people out walking their dogs.
Mom was excited to test out her new walking poles. Normally, she would still have been making her way to this point from the car.
A map of the full connected lakes. The top section is Elk Lake and after the narrows below that is Beaver Lake. I used to sunbathe on the upper left side of Elk Lake - it's a very popular beach in the summer. Elk is also where Canada's Olympic rowing team practices.
The full path around the lake is just over 11 km/7 miles.
Hey, Mom, how are those walking poles working out?
Right away, we came upon the Harriers bench.
Both Mom and Dad were members of the Prairie Inn Harriers, the premier running club in Victoria - Mom was a prominent racewalker in her prime (both Mom and Dad competed in the World Masters Games). The Prairie Inn is a popular pub in North Saanich.
Looking across the lake.
A turtle nesting area! I want turtles!
Bits of blue sky to the north.
The path is lined on either side, offering glimpses of the water and the far shore.
Get ready for loads of pictures of classic west coast flora.
There are loads of little paths that you can follow down to the water's edge.
There's a big island right where the two lakes join - that's it on the left, out in the water.
Mom waited for me back at the main path.
I was checking all these little harbours for minks.
Most of the trees are Douglas fir, pine and cedars.
A cedar log that's been left to go back to the earth.
I glimpsed a darkness in the woods, and it freaked me out, as I couldn't tell what it was.
The undergrowth is varied, with a lot of salal and ferns and ivies climbing up the trees.
We were lucky to have a mostly dry path.
While Dad is on the fallen runners' bench, after he died we spread his ashes here.
A duck took off in flight as I stood saying hi to Dad. He died of a massive heart attack 6 months to the day after L and I got married - my last pics of him are from my wedding here (I love this one of him and Mom).
I love that my dad got to stay at his favourite spot.
Mom picked this spot because he always took pictures of the island.
The bold yellow leaves reminded me of him.
here! and yes, that is me!).
here! and yes, that is me!).
This is a nurse stump (she said, remembering nature walks from Brownies and Girl Guides).
We were getting hungry, and Mom was getting tired.
I wanted to push my hand into this mossy abundance.
I zoomed in on the far side of the lake again.
Mom and I got back on the highway and drove to lunch.
We went to Floyd's for lunch. Mom had fish tacos and a salad. It looked amazing (but messy).
Have a great weekend, my friends! I'll be back on Sunday with tales of adventure. Thank you so much for stopping by.