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| following the moose trail, through sharp Equisetum |
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| we had the entire lake to ourselves |
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| and it was glorious... |
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| morning mist |
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| morning moon |
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| early to rise |
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| dad used the pan instead... |
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| Will has a go at his first Bannock, which got a bit droopy to say the least |
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| skipping rocks at the falls |
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| slanting with the rocks |
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| we hardly made it to the falls at all... the path through the forest was EXPLODING with wild blueberries! |
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| a bit stern heavy... |
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| and a bit bow heavy... |
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| the bowron river carried us in |
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| contemplation |
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| cow parsnip |
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| geology lesson |
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| it is called Devil's club (Oplopanax horridus) for a reason. |
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| rainforest |
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| nature is magic. |
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| fruiting Devil's club |
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| Thimbleberry (Rubus parviflorus) |
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| we picked enough for pancakes and bannock |
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| discovering new plants... creeping snowberry (Gaultheria hispidula) |
