Bill got online and discovered there was Lynn Canyon park just up the street where you can hike to a lake or to the suspension bridge. We were in a prime spot for outdoor activity. We couldn’t pass that up and the park was just up the road from our hotel. Seriously, we just turned left out of the parking lot and it took us to this road, which ultimately ended at the park.
Now we had a better understanding of why so many bikers started out from the Holiday Inn parking lot. There was a lot of activity: people walking their dogs, hiking, horseback riding, biking, and on the paved path: rollerblading/skating, and skateboarding. One person was on roller blades using poles, to simulate cross-country skiing. There was a large spot at the bottom, which the kids would go up a small hill and roll back down (without being too scary.)
Samantha insisted on using her scooter. We were concerned one of the paths might turn into dirt and render the scooter useless. However, Sammie refused to use her bike. That’s okay, because it was a perfect spot to hone her skills. After hopping like a crazy person to stop, she finally attempted the brake…but still prefers to hop off the equipment. At least she was practicing.
“I’ve been coming here for 20 years, and never had a problem. I guess people were not picking up after their pets and it posed a risk to nature- so they are no longer allowing dogs past a point on the path leading to the lake.”
Great. We had Ozo with us. Bill took the kids up a ways, while I explored the dirt path nearby with the dog.
Unfortunately, they never made it to the lake, as the paved path ended and it became more rugged, downhill terrain, which the kids didn’t feel like doing. (Remember, Samantha had her scooter) and Gibson wasn’t experienced enough with his bike for that kind of “off-roading.”
Eventually, they joined me on the other “dirt” path, that portion leading to the lake didn’t allow bikes at all, but the rest of the path was fine. I showed them something discovered while exploring on my own. I had passed a couple of local women hiking and inquired what fruit was growing. Luckily, they knew and shared:
“Oh, those are Salmon Berries. You can pull them off and eat them straight from the plant. They used to be a staple food for those indigenous of this area. They look like a blackberry and taste like a huckleberry. You know they are ripe when they are soft.”
I indicated it looked more like a raspberry. It tasted like a light version of a raspberry. Not as pungent. Of course, I had forgotten the name of the berry and inquired of the next group of guys, because I had to note it for the blog. They indicated a raspberry is darker in color because it grows in more direct sunlight. Here, the salmon berry is lighter in color and there isn’t much sun due to the tall trees.
Interesting. In southern CA, we don’t pull berries off bushes and eat them. I was waiting to be ill, but all was well.
A cute little girl had passed by, and exclaimed:
“Oh! A salmon berry!” and squatted and reached in a bush, pulling off the fruit and quickly popping it into her mouth. Okay, I feel comfortable having the kids try it!
So, I showed the family my discovery and had Bill take some photos so I could blog about the adventure. Usually, Samantha is the child willing to try anything. She refused, but Gibson was game. At first, he wasn’t too sure, but he said it was “Kinda good…kinda not, but good.” with a shrug.
Then as we walked along, and the kids yelled “Look, at that hairy rock!”
We saw some interesting trees and had fun walking the dirt path and seeing all the other dogs and their owners. We didn’t come across too much wild life. The birds and squirrels weren’t really anywhere to be seen- I’m guessing because of the dogs.
Ozo liked encountering other pets and Samantha took time to find rocks. Meanwhile, Gibson got hungry again and asked if there were anymore berries.
We decided to put away the bike and scooter so we could hike to the Lynn Canyon Suspension Bridge. I’ll blog about that in the next post.