Mt. Nusatsum

Mt. Nusatsum

Friday, April 27, 2012

Another in "The Hill" series contibuted by a regular Bella Coola Blog reader and ex-resident.  Grizzly

I love that hill! After the long drive over the Chilcotin (as Karl says, "the best and the worst..."); exhausting and exhilarating at the same time, I come dusty and parched to the top of the hill, and stop at the first sight of the luscious green valley opening up ahead. Up here, the only sound is the wind murmuring in the trees, or maybe a busy family of bees mumbling in the goldenrod. Then I drive down, slowly, watching the valley unfold gradually below me, the mountains rise almost magically from the earth, embracing me, welcoming me. I begin to hear the river chattering, far below.

I always stop at the open space half-way down to rest my brakes and look for eagles circling far above. Then on down, down, into the cool shade and the final few miles home. (I've been living elsewhere for too many years, but the valley is still, and always, home to me.)

2 comments:

  1. Eagles! That alone is worth the visit. These stories are great - keep them coming! I'll get down that hill yet. :)

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  2. I once dawdled a long time on the hill, while I watched a pair of eagles teaching their youngster how to fly.

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