Like all good things, they must come to an end, just like they started, but leaving is much much harder to do. So much planning, time and energy went into getting this vacation off the ground, from an idea, to stepping off the plane, it seems like it was just too short of a time in the end. Saying goodbye was as bitter as it was sweet, but this was by no means the end, but the beginning, as I will leave knowing that I will be back again in the near future! Before I left to go back to the Lower Mainland, we spent the morning hiking the Ferry Island Trail on the Skeena River just outside of Terrace. One stand-out feature of the trails are the faces carved into the bark of random trees along the paths. Also, the weather was finally turning, as the Skeena Valley needed the rain badly. So ended my vacation, with a long hug, then boarding the aircraft before I flew off into the Southern sky back home.
The above image is a flower along the Ferry Island Trail.
It was a great idea to walk the Ferry Island Trial as the big adventure of my stay up in Terrace. The mid morning light was good, and I had my camera with me, as always. Since the last time was walked the trail, a local carver has carved more faces into the bark of some trees along the it. I would even day, as you walk the trail, many eyes now watch you. Kind of creepy when you think of it, but some of the carving look very good. But it is not just faces; some are of little storybook houses, and a few owls too. There are so many that the challenge was to see as many as you could, hoping that you did not miss any. I took well of forty shots of faces alone, so there could be more, but who knows, there was know way of knowing how many there are.
The above image, I think the carver likes the story “Game of Thrown.” But some of the face carved into the trees were just down right creepy and funny.
The above image reminds me of an employer I once had many years ago. The image below is your typical back woods Northern Red-Neck, equipped with shotgun and hunting cap.
Some of the carvings are small, and easy to miss if you are not paying attention.
Below, a twisted house. I wonder if this carver looks at a tree, and starts carving without knowing what he wants to carve, or does he set out with an image already in his mind of what he wants to carve?
Well, this is it, the end of the vacation – time to go home. I had a wonderful time here. In all, I captured roughly 900 photographs, and we drove hundreds of kilometres seeing some of the most wonderful sights the Pacific North West has to offer. I will end this series of Posts saying, “I’ll be back”!