This weekend, we took a road trip. We drove west through the Banff park entrance we’ve driven through a hundred times, out to Lake Louise and up the Icefields parkway and then we just kept driving…
Until we got to where I had never been before.
We had had a pretty bad week. It was good to get away.
We sat by the river in these chairs in the morning with our coffee and then returned again with beers at night.
“What if everyone could just start the day like this, by the river in the sun with a cup of coffee?” I asked him one morning.
Dan tried to fish. A little.
It rained. A little.
And there were blue skies too.
At some point the troubles of the week washed down the river, away with the rain. Many people, of course, have written about how the natural wild world restores you somehow. But it’s true, isn’t it?
Dan keeps telling me I have to write a blog. I don’t know why it gets so hard to carve time out for yourself. I think it’s actually just easy not to do it. Whenever I take a trip like this it reminds me that all you have to do is make things happen. Just get in the car and go.