As we got closer to the Ochre beds we saw more and more people coming back down the trail some with dark orange “paint” on their hands and some with bare feet thickly caked with the dark orange muck.
I thought, perhaps it’s a cultural thing? They are brave to be “hiking” with bare feet?
The answers to my wonderings would come later.
Ah, there’s where they were walking, I can see their foot prints….
The rich & varied colours of the ochre were made extra special by the crystal clear day we had, providing a gorgeous blue backdrop for the surrounding mountains. The kids dove right in! Let the stains begin! OH my……..! There seems to be something automatic about goopy hands and the urge to wipe them off on your clothes. I wonder if we did this as cave men? So if you ever choose to check out the wondrous Paint Pots please don’t wear your best clothes!
The pretty little flowers that were growing in the paint were irresistible!
I thought it was just so appropriate that within the paint there seemed to be flowering plants that had what looked like paintbrushes!! How convenient! I would have loved to stop and give them a try. I must bring a sketch book if I get back there again.
I thought it was just so appropriate that within the paint there seemed to be flowering plants that had what looked like paintbrushes!! How convenient! I would have loved to stop and give them a try. I must bring a sketch book if I get back there again.
BTW, the ochre stains very, very well!





1 comments:
I have never been to these places? are they far from calgary? looks like so much fun......glad to see you doing so much better and are back to yourself again! Great photos, great enthusiasm and great energy!!!
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