Wedding Voyage 2011 - Halfway & Nelson

Wednes­day morn­ing, we had break­fast by a crash­ing road­side water­fall – scram­bled eggs and gar­lic pan-fried pota­toes.  A few peo­ple, see­ing the sign in our back win­dow, stopped to con­grat­u­late us.

After break­fast and cof­fee, we headed on to Halfway hot springs, which we’d never pre­vi­ously been to.  While wan­der­ing around try­ing to locate the path “down”, we said hello to a cou­ple ran­dom hip­pies – and were sur­prised to real­ize we knew these hip­pies.  It was Tarzie, and her hus­band and baby.  I’ve known Tarzie for years through the Cal­gary Burner com­mu­nity!  An awe­some sur­prise to find them by acci­dent.  They were happy to show us the way, and give us a lit­tle tour around all the dif­fer­ent pools.  Halfway is quite dif­fer­ent than St. Leon – and pretty amaz­ing.  There are mul­ti­ple dif­fer­ent pools in dif­fer­ent places, spread along the shore­line of the river.  There were about a dozen peo­ple here and there, and we chose a sweet lit­tle spot and hoped in – right next to the rush­ing river.  We hung out here in a state of pure ecsta­tic bliss for a few hours, until we real­ized our faces were burn­ing, and we had to carry on down the road.  It was sad to leave, but we knew we have a lot of ground to cover, and more hot springs to hit!

We car­ried on down the road to New Den­ver for lunch (cheese, tomato & avo­cado sand­wiches) and gelato.  From there, it was on to Nel­son.  We went to an actual restau­rant in Nel­son – The Outer Clove.  It’s a garlic-centric restau­rant, which we love.  Food was fan­tas­tic, ser­vice was friendly, and we were able to sit in the shade on the patio, watch­ing the peo­ple go by.

It was a lovely relax­ing evening in a town we love.  We always fall in love with Nel­son when we’re there.  We had to take a look at the real estate list­ings, and there are some beau­ti­ful lit­tle homes well within our price range – there’s just that small fac­tor of not know­ing what we’d do for work in the area.  We camped nearby, just over on the North Shore.  Again built a lit­tle fire and made some smores and lis­tened to the crack­ling.  I even fell asleep a few times, just gaz­ing into the flames.