Westridge

Sleeping on her back.

This is what my parents' neighbourhood is like.

Back to the River Valley for reshoots.

This time I actually went down.

It's probably a good thing you can't tell how high up I am above the rocks right now.

I didn't actually go in any farther this time. It sounded loud, like there was a waterfall upstream a bit.

I visited the bridge.

Houses on the edge of the River Valley.

There have been accidents in the past where houses almost slid into the valley. I'm not sure here though.

It looks like the rocks have been set up to retain this sand (or mud).

Going back up is more hellish than I remember from when there was just a rough path.

This should be Alberta's motto.