On a mild, sunny September morning, Hubby and I set out – with much anticipation and a little apprehension – for Alberta. It’s a long ways to travel with two young puppies, so we decided to break the trip into two days with some fun stops along the way.
Georgie, our eight-month-old Chihuahua, immediately settled onto my lap, while Bella, our five-month-old Papillon/terrier, insisted on riding shotgun next to Hubby (her best buddy). She looked so cute, I couldn’t be annoyed.
Our first stop was Moses Creek Falls in Revelstoke. There’s a wide trail on the right-hand side of the parking lot (located about six kilometres down Westside Road), so we followed it. Before long, we came across a No Trespassing sign and then another sign saying Explosives, Do Not Enter. The trail ended at a munitions shed. Obviously not the correct path, so back we went. Not the most auspicious start, and a half hour wasted.
Behind the Moses Creek sign, on the left side of the parking lot, is a narrow dirt trail. This took us down to a road, which we headed right on. The road is rough, but driveable. Hubby didn’t enjoy walking it and wished we’d driven down.
At the road bottom, we followed the trail to the banks of the Columbia River, where we caught glimpses of the Revelstoke Dam.
The Columbia River, with one of my favourite glacial mountains, Mount Begbie, in the background.
We wandered along the river bank for a bit, not sure where to find the falls. We could hear it, but not see it. We did see lots of cute toadstool villages.
Hubby finally located the trail heading up to the falls. I’m so proud of my little girls. Georgie forged ahead, eagerly climbing all obstacles in her path. And Bella, who isn’t terribly keen to walk on a leash, bounded along, showing her first signs of genuine enthusiasm.
Moses Creek Falls isn’t huge, but it’s very pretty, set in picturesque surroundings. Despite a couple of drawbacks getting there, visiting it was worth the effort.
The rush of the falls intimidated Bella, and I had to pick the little princess up to get close enough for a picture. Surprisingly, Georgie, who’s afraid of all strange noises, wasn’t fazed.
We didn’t dawdle as long as I’d have liked, because of travel constraints and the time we’d already lost finding the falls. Soon we were back on the highway, headed for Golden, with two exhausted puppies snoozing on my lap.
Join me next week to explore Golden’s Rotary Trail and search for Confluence Park.