Granary Road

This past summer I enjoyed the privilege of visiting an upscale farmers market in Alberta, Canada. I continue the series of blog posts on Farmers Markets to share my experience at a market with a different twist. Please, (if you have not already) check out my first post in this series titled Local Farmers Markets. Look for future posts sharing my experience as a vendor at farmers market in northern Indiana.

Our party visiting Granary Road consisted of 9 children (age 2 -13) and 4 adults. It might seem a bit crazy to plan a day trip to an upscale market with many kids in tow. This venue is special as a child finds themselves catered to with a section all for their own special experience.

I was excited to check out what this market offered, being that we were visiting Canada. All visits to farmer markets up until this point had been local markets in the United States. The younger group looked forward to playing in the ‘large’ playground, if you will. There is a charge to ‘play’ outside at the many activity areas, priced lower for kids and a few dollars more for adults. I choose to spend my time checking out the indoor market and hanging out with my Mom.

Two outdoor patio areas in the back provide many table with chairs and wonderful fresh air. The day we attended, Alberta experienced the haze of smoke from the British Columbia fires. The air was not so fresh. The picture above shows the back of the indoor market. A young lady graced the atmosphere with lovey violin music.

After checking out the gift shop while the others purchased tickets, I found my Mom a place to sit. Now, I began my exploration of the market. A deep breathe slowly expelled, I felt as if I was on an adventure as grand as if checking out a new hiking trail, trying new foods and reading about the early settlers of the exact ground we were on.

Poster sized displays framed in what appeared to be old barn wood hung on the walls. They provided an education on topics from bees to gardening and a bit of the history of the man who originally homesteaded the property. A few of these I have posted pictures of through out this blog post.

My attention became captivated first by the story of a man who owned Thoroughbreds in Canada. He turned out to be the homesteader of the property Granary Road sits on. An overview of his life can be read in the following photos. I found I felt a new connection with this place as I too enjoy horses. Thoroughbreds being one of the breeds that have greatly impacted my life in their own way.

Vendors offered clothing, food, wine, specialty meats in the form of jerky and sausage, coffee, smoothies, and a new sports cream.

Check out Brenda’s web site by clicking on this picture.

Oh, speaking of the sports cream. I received a complementary massage with Muscle Check. I could still feel the benefits the next morning. I had spent the afternoon prior relaxing in a hammock under popular trees. The hammock material and position I was in left me with a sore upper back for the current delving into Granary Road. I felt blessed and full of gratitude for the massage. My painful upper back disappeared and creating greater enjoyment in the rest of my day.

I seen a green house located separately from the main building. I was looking to learn any bit of info that I might be able to use in my future gardening ventures. Initially, I found myself disappointed, observing an area where a business had or would be, but not currently operating and the back part of the large green house served as a maintenance building for Granary Road.

A kind gentleman stopped me as I completed my exploration and ask me if he could help me. I learned Granary Road was owned by his son. He offered to send me info to increase my gardening knowledge. I learned where the original homestead building used to stand on the side of a hill near by. The spot overlooked the valley where Granary Road is nestled. I say nestled for as I mentioned Alberta was experiencing a large amount of smoke from British Columbia that day producing approximately 1 mile visibility. I might have felt a tiny bit of disappointment that the current owner of the beautiful property and facility had no blood connection to the original homesteader. My romantic side always likes to see land stay in a family. He did share a few of the intended additions to the property: A terraced garden to create a beautiful venue for weddings, and other events, and acreage devoted to producing local grains and vegetables.

While various vendors provide delicious menus from which to savor special flavors, our group opted to pack in a lunch. A wonderful option for those like us operating on a smaller budget. We enjoyed the outdoor air while we ate. I especially found pleasure in listening and watching my 9 nieces and nephews interactions. These two cousins found the flowers. Innocent little girls, acting out their attraction to beauty, found pretty flowers to pick and carry. Oh the simple, sweet, delight of children untainted by expectations! I felt a bit of remorse informing them they needed to stop picking flowers in order for others to enjoy them in the future. I admit I gathered a bit myself, in picture form: 2 cousins with their collections sharing a connection with each other and beauty. I will share only one of the many I have stored for future recollection.

One added experience to our day was fording a creek. Yes that is correct. I did not get a picture, so it is with words I will attempt to share the process. The road we were on at one point drove down to a river bed and crossed a small river whose current low level allowed for safe crossing. Instead of building a bridge over the river, a cement pad had been laid in the river bed providing a solid surface for crossing. Of course when the river depths increased the river ford would have been unsafe to cross. I felt a bit like a modern day pioneer, fording a river bed to and from a farmers market. My soul was delighted!

While I have given a look through my eyes, if you find yourself in Alberta, Canada be sure to make Granary Road a stop in your travels. The delights abound for those looking to broaden personal experience, both the young and the young at heart!

 

Roots and Wings: Seasons

Transitions in my life proved difficult for me.  Truthfully, only in the last four or five years was I even conscious I struggled when faced with change.   Any changes happening out of my control I seemed to temporarily lose my way. In addition, I have noticed myself avoiding certain decisions for the changes they would bring.  Feels easier to stay in my comfort zone.  The recent health struggles I have faced made it difficult and not in my best interest to continue the path I was on.

Have you ever had a skill set that was no longer an option to use?  I had the privilege of riding with my 10-year-old niece on the foothills of the Canadian Rockies.  I rode a horse that acted ‘green’.  For those of you that are unfamiliar with that term, that represents the opposite of a quiet, broke horse.  A ‘green’ horse is one a skilled or experienced rider would be able to handle.  He was over all good but I forgot he was ‘green’ pulled my leg up fast to fix the bottom of my pant leg.  The quick unexpected movement startled him and sent him sideways.  Not bragging but sharing an example…I never lost my seat, shortened my reins as we were going sideways, and settled him down.  I have some skills when it comes to staying on the back of a horse.  I can be and have been dumped with the best of them too. Ha! Ha!

As for seasons of change,  while I can still stay on the back of a horse, fatigued adrenal glands leave me feeling exhausted after a short one or two-hour ride.  On top of feeling tired, I run the risk of adrenal crisis if the cortisol levels get too low.  I do still make cortisol on a daily basis and I am thankful for that.  I find myself feeling weak and tiring easier as blood work shows I do not make the extra in times of crisis.  Seems one needs that extra when dealing with an unruly horse or certain aspects of training and riding.  Changes…I have the skills but it is not in my best interest to use them, at least for the current time frame.  Seasons of change that open doors of unplanned opportunity are hard to see looking backward.

There is beauty in different seasons.  Growing up in southern Michigan we enjoyed spring, summer, fall, and winter.  Each one can be enjoyed, but in different ways.  Seasons require me to let go before as I move on to the next.  We do not walk around in winter clothing during summer months, right?  Even animals change with the seasons, loosing a summer coat and growing a winter coat.  Do you know what I like best about the changing of seasons? Knowing as long as the Earth exists, a season will come around again.  Why not enjoy the one I am in?

No two seasons are exactly alike.  As humans we look for similarities documenting weather patterns, but the truth is no two are exactly alike.  The Creator demonstrates His diversity.  One can never go back, but I can look forward to how the previous season presents itself the next time around.  Uniqueness abounds and who am I to bulk at that?

The last few years feel like a chicken molting.  Their feathers fall out and they look pretty ugly until the new ones grow in.  Seasons of change have produced the beginning of this homesteading journey.  I believe there are other feathers growing in too, yet to be discovered.  Stick around for the details….

 

Bar U Historical Ranch

Located just off of Highway 22 south of Longview, Alberta the Bar U Historical Ranch serves to display the history of ranches in the  Foot Hills of the Canadian Rockies. It is quite impossible to miss this towering cowboy on the corner where you turn west.

My 2016 Alberta visit found me purchasing two books co-written by Hank Pallister. He was raised in Turner Valley on the Lineham Ranch and spent 42 years in service to the Providence of Alberta duties which I will sum up as a brand inspector. Smoke from the Branding Fire and Bulls, Brands and B.S. are full of stories painting a picture of life in the early ranch life of Western Canada.

Early life at the Bar U ranch is described in Hank Pallister’s book Smoke from the Branding Fire.

The buildings that make up the ranch site display what life used to be like for the Western Canadian Cowboy.

I visited the Bar U when attending the Historical Ranch Rodeo.  We entered through a museum complete with a gift shop and concessions.  The gravel road leads down into a valley. This bridge ….

takes you over this creek.

The dirt road leads to other barns and the rodeo arena.

A well constructed wooden alley guides stock into a chute.

A closer look at the chute used to doctor cattle, horses or perhaps brand?  Any thoughts on this?  Please share in the comments if you have insights.  I was fascinated with the pulley system.

Another place to add to my bucket list cause I did not get to explore the stud barn or the foaling shed the day of the rodeo.

Guess I am going to have to start making plans to visit Alberta again!!

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Kananaskis Country

The beginning of our day trip in August 2017 to Banff National Park lead us through the beautiful Kananaskis County.   Highway 40 guided us north winding through the Canadian Rockies.

A few times we stopped to stretch our legs and take pictures.

Around each bend a new sight awaited.

Beauty!

Beauty!

Beauty!

There are various parks within Kananaskis Country.  In Peter Lougheed Provincial Park, we pulled into a parking lot, a rest area we thought.

Instead, we learned of a day hike into a mountain meadow.  We discussed how wonderful that would be.

My mom wasn’t up for it. We did have our destination planned to Banff National Park specifically to see Lake Louise.

Bighorn sheep were moving along the highway after we left the trail head and parking lot.

Isn’t this baby adorable?

Driving through Kananskis Country I knew I wanted to return and explore, hike, camp and ride horses.  My bucket list seems to be growing with every new place I visit.  Have you ever visited Kananaskis Country?  Would you like to?

 

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Waldhaus Pub

Our day trip to Banff National Park included a stop in the town of Banff. Travel along for a visit to the Waldhaus and enjoy a meal on the Pub patio. We found our way to a parking spot down along the Bow River after driving through town.

My heart called me to hike up a path leading to a restaurant located on the side of a hill.  I am not sure I have the words describing the beauty but it smelled of sage and the distinct smells one only finds higher up in the mountains.  I took a deep breath and felt the excitement brought by exploring new places.

The trail led up through a wooded hillside coming out about halfway between the back side of the Fairmont Hotel and above the Bow river.  It opened to a view of the Waldhaus restaurant.

Following the side-walk and stairs I continued on my short hike, downward now toward a meadow and a shallow mountain river.

I hiked along a tributary to the Bow river that ran near the base of the Waldhaus, soaking in the smell and sounds of flowing water.  Peace filled my soul.

Meeting up with my Mom and sister back at the parking lot I found a growing desire to eat on the deck of the Waldhaus Pub.  A decision I have NOT regretted for a minute!!!!

We strolled along a paved road upwards all the way.

A local golf course tees off the 15th hole half way between the patio and the river.

Many new to us items listed on the menu had us delightfully considering our options.   Rosemary spatzle and pretzels with beer mustard and bacon butter…..Delicious!!!!

Enhanced by our by the beautiful views and smell of sage and pine,

we decided on a sweet treat.

Of course coffee served in huge pub style cups complimented the sweetness.

Take a moment to relax and enjoy.  Sounds of the river running over the rocks below play a background melody.

 

Our view across the patio showed the back side of the Fairmont Hotel up on the hill.

A different direction

 

The next treat came in the form of a visitor on the meadow below

A close up as this beautiful creature decided to bed down for a nap.

We could not leave without exploring the inside of Waldhaus Pub.  Wow! The view from one of the windows was frame worthy in itself.  (My Mom’s artistic eye)

One final look down the valley

Our hike back to the car led to the discovery of a trail leading straight upwards to an out cropping with a bench sitting on it.  I could not be denied the challenge.  Up I scrambled to a most beautiful view of Bow falls.  With both my sister and I exclaiming over the sight, my mom was not about to left out!!  .

I watched in disbelief, awe, and a bit of concern as my 75 yr old mother worked her way up the vertical trail.  Now how was she planning to make it back down?  I love my Moms spirit and spunk!!!  A quick hike back towards the Waldhaus found a slightly safer and shorter way to lower ground.  It was still rather steep.  Taking baby steps sideways with my Mom in between us, all three of us held hands and carefully worked our way down. I couldn’t resist a quick wave and grin towards the windows of the Waldhaus.  What a funny picture the three of us must have been, inching our way down the hill. Memories that bring a smile to my face.

I must say a huge ‘thank you’ for my sisters guidance at this stop in our journey. Did you enjoy the visit to the Waldhaus Pub as much as we did?

Bar U Historical Ranch Rodeo – Part 2

During the intermission I enjoyed the display of talent by local Canadian artists.  The air had a bit of a chill in it.  No sun to warm us with an overcast sky.  The distinct smell of horse and cow manure mixed with dirt floated on the breezes as the arena was worked for the next events.  To some that may be distasteful, but to me I took a deep breath soaking it all in!

Hand braided cinches, photography, bosels, hand crafted leather, and stunning one of a kind bits and spurs were some of the wares on display.   I met Kim Taylor, of Sliding U Photography.  Her mission: Promote and educate others of a dying breed.  I am proud to be using her 2018 planner featuring Canadian artists and stunning photographs of Alberta ranch life.

The first half began with group B of Team Sorting.  I will be honest.  I skipped out to enjoy a wonderful conversation with a local Canadian who was assisting at Kim Taylors table.  I enjoyed hearing her story.  We share common ground in our love of adventure.

Wild Cow Milking

Do I need to say more?  The cows were of the true wild variety!!!

Cows were turned loose.

Teams were again given a specific cow to rope and milk.

Milk went into a bottle and was transported to the west end of the arena to be dumped.  ‘Must be enough to dump out’ was the rule.

Broke Horse Race

Members from 4 different ranch teams entered the arena riding or leading horses that were saddled and bridled.  One rider from each team removed the saddle and bridle from their horse and handed it off to be led to the opposite end of the arena.  Here a team member held the horse loosely with no halter or bridle.

Back with the saddle and bridle on the ground, the jockey(s) stand waiting.  Here another mounted member waits for the horse to be released.  This riders job is to rope the horse and return it to the jockey to be saddled and bridled.

Horses are turned loose on the opposite end of the arena from the ‘jockey’.

The horse is roped by another member of the team and delivered to the ‘jockey’.

The rider bridles….

and saddles the horse before racing it back to the other end of the arena.

One’s definition of broke often varies…Some of these horses found themselves as excited as the humans…

Expressed by bucking en route to the finish line….

These are broke horses!  What could possible go wrong?

??????     Broke Horse Race    ??????

That, readers, completes the competition section of the Bar U Historical Ranch Rodeo.

Steel’s Scouts

 Next was a reenactment display of Steel’s Scouts (late 1880’s).

This army troup sometimes called the Buckskin Calvary, Ranch Calvary, Cowboy Calvary and Steel Calvary formed to fight against Indians in the Northwest Canada.  They were a tough lot made up of ranchers and cowboys.

While researching online, I came across a great book on Steel’s Scouts telling the story of how they shaped a part of Canadian History.

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Have you enjoyed the rodeo? Comment with your favorite event.  I have enjoyed it twice and then some.  Once in person and multiple times as I have created this post.  I am going to leave you with a personal favorite picture of mine from the rodeo.  Puts a smile on my face every time.  Might be cause these little feet belong to my niece.

Bar U Historical Ranch Rodeo – Part 1

Bar U Historical Ranch, located near Longview, Alberta (Canada), put on an old time ranch rodeo August 20, 2017.  Ranch Rodeos differ from other rodeos as points are awarded to teams representing specific ranches instead of individuals.  While the events vary, the common thread provides representation of action that would take place on a working cattle ranch. When my sister explained the event, months earlier, I realized I was not completely new to this type of rodeo.  We are blessed in my hometown to have a ranch rodeo put on by a local family.  Here teams, made up of friends give a rare glimpse into a competition most commonly found in the western states of the USA.

Arriving, we were given the option for a horse drawn wagon ride to the rodeo arena which sat down in a little valley.  I was excited for the opportunity to attend and see the action Canadian style.  Five classes or events allowed teams to accumulate points for the winning title.  Other awards went to the one voted top hand of the day and top horse.

Note: Be sure to click the pictures for an enlarged view

It was not stop action and the comradery between teams was evident. They sat on horseback and cheered, laughed and hung out around the arena.  Much the same as one would find at any rodeo, a sport all its own.

Team Branding

A group of numbered cattle were turned into the area.  As the team of 4 representing a Canadian ranch entered the arena, they were given a number specifying which was theirs to ‘brand’.  One roped the head, another the heels and one dismounted to ‘brand’.

In this case it was mark on the hip instead of an actual branding iron.   They had the option to carry more than one rope and any one of their team could attempt to rope.

Team Sorting

Teams were given a number determining the first cow to sort from the ‘herd’.  Once that cow was across the predetermined line it needed to stay there as the team members worked to sort the next highest number cow.  The cow or steer, of course, desired to rejoin the group of cattle on the other end of the arena.

The challenge was to sort as many cows as possible in the correct numbered order, while keeping the sorted cattle across the line within the allotted time frame.  These four membered teams stayed busy and we all enjoyed the action.

Team Doctoring

This event represents how cowboys might go about caring for sick or injured cattle out on pasture when no head gate, corral or barn are available to restrain for treatment.

Rules:   1. Rope the cow’s head and heel(s) if need be  2. Mark the forehead with the marking stick 3) turn the cow loose.  Fastest time wins.

As I stood along the arena fence I was privileged to enjoy some cowboy humor.

Announcer:  "Teams remember to mark the forehead for the doctoring mark."

Cowboy competitor:  "Is that where we usually administer the drugs?"  (back over his shoulder)

(For the record:It is not.)

Have you enjoyed the first half of the rodeo? (Common question from the announcer)  We are going to break for an intermission.  Come back by clicking here for the second half including my favorite events: the wild cow milking and the broke horse race.