The Columbia River and Me
Welcome to my website about the Columbia River. This river fascinates and intrigues me. From the first people whose lives were woven into her fabric, through the frenzy of harnessing her waters, and now looking into the future, the Columbia River will prevail. What is our relationship with her and how will that change as we go forward into a new day?
Why do I care? Some things cannot be explained. I suppose you could say I was bit by some kind of Columbia River bug brought on by a series of serendipitous encounters (see Blog -archives-September) and reading great books by others so inflicted (see Recommended Books).
I invite you to join me on my journey through these pages and if you have your own stories about the Columbia River, I’d like to hear from you. She continues to inspire us all as she keeps rolling on…..
Last week my husband and I ventured up to Big White for 3 days of proving to ourselves that we can still downhill ski like those young whipper-snappers we see careening down the mountains. Big White Ski Resort sits 35 miles southeast of Kelowna, BC on Big White Mountain (go figure!) At 7,608 feet, it’s the highest mountain in the Okanogan Highlands. To the east are the Monashee Mountains which just happen to be the range that borders the west shore of the Arrow Lakes section of the Columbia River. The word ‘white’ takes on several meanings at the mountain. You would think it’s just because of the 295 inch average annual snowfall (750 cm to be Canadian). But I learned otherwise, as our first 2 days were ‘white’ in every sense of the word; ground, trees, sky, air, helmets, faces…you name it! The skiing was awesome and I have a new-found empathy for the blind skier who has to be prepared to navigate any kind of surface at a moments notice just by feel. And then, on the 3rd day…glory! The sun shone to reveal the snow-blown landscape and we hurried over to the T-bar to take us to the tip-top of the mountain before the next white-out descended. The 1,093 foot vertical gain up the Alpine T-bar is an adventure in and of itself, and the reward at the top escapes the mortal limitations of the written word. Let’s just say it was other-worldly. The wind Gods had carefully Continue Reading →