another checkmark on the list!

One of those places in and around Winnipeg that I've never been (and apparently Michael hadn't either) is Birdshill Park. It kinda reminded me of Cultas but on a bigger scale with more sand and better trails around it.

We had Roger's pick up for the weekend so we packed a picnic lunch, our bikes and headed off to explore Birdshill.

I don't have a lot of great photos of what the place looked like, but it was great. A beautiful fall day, with a nice breeze, not too many people.

Michael enjoying our lunch (I know it doesn't look like it, but he did, I promise).

We rode around the trails, and then enjoyed laying in the grass under a tree and chatting. A lovely way to spend a Sunday afternoon!

Soul Men's Retreat at Red Rock Lake

Our Garden & Flowerbeds

Well, I'd like to show off the end results of all our landscaping & gardening efforts from this spring, so here it is.
The front yard:

The flower boxes on the deck:

The garden box, where we grew veggies (the big bushy thing is the tomatoes, which grew totally wild and covered the bell peppers and basil to the point that they died):

And here is some of the stuff we got to eat from the garden (hot peppers were actually grown in the front yard flower beds):

I had so many tomatoes, I gave a lot away because I couldn't keep up with eating them. By the end of the summer, I was actually kinda sick of them (keep in mind that I had to eat them myself, Michael doesn't like tomatoes).

Camping Trip #2

Michael and I enjoyed our first trip so much that we went again with our friends Karl & Bea. This time we went to Lake Nutimik, one of their favourite places to go camping.

The weather was great during the days (really cold at night) so one day we went for a walk (I'm sorry but where I come from a hike involved climbing mountains, and it just doesn't seem like a hike when it's all flat, even if it is through woods and past rivers). We stopped to play in the water here:

We also enjoyed some traditional camping food, such as s'mores:

One night we had a visitor. Something brushed up against Bea's tent. At first we though it was Michael because he was not in the tent, but then he came back and claimed to not have been goofing around. We weren't too sure. But then it happened again after all of us were in our tents. Then we heard chewing noises. So, the guys got out to explore and discovered a skunk eating some kind of scraps that had fallen underneath our picnic table. Later, when Bea and I went to the bathroom in the middle of the night we saw mama skunk and her three babies walking down the road...luckily no one scared her enough to cause her to share her odour with us (although I slept in fear of this all night long).

All in all, another fun camping trip!