It is easy to be overwhelmed by the mountains in British Columbia. They scrape the bottoms of clouds, shine orange in the sun, and loom over like shaded giants. A few days scooting around their feet will show their many different personalities. They are dry and bare, black and jagged, snow-capped, lush green, softly rounded, imposing, beckoning.
Looking up from our campsite at Ashnola.
Along Highway 3 in the Kettle Valley.
Crow's Nest Pass, Highway 3.
The ridge above Hedley, home to one of Canada's most lucrative gold mines.
At the Mining Museum in Hedley there was a telescope pointed up at the old mining buildings. Aya managed this amazing shot through the eyepiece.
View from our campsite, Marble Canyon Provincial Park.
Behind Church & State winery, Black Sage Bench in the south Okanagan Valley.
Looking across Slocan Lake at Valhalla Provincial Park.
The Trans-Canada Highway reveals treasures like this with alarming frequency.
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