We were, of course, very curious about the new natural environment that we found ourselves in, and during the weekends, when I wasn't preparing for school, my wife and I loved to hike down the muddy/dusty logging roads exploring and acquainting ourselves with the environment of north central British Columbia. One of the most rewarding discoveries that we made was that there was a “little” lake (compared to the size of Takla Lake Which we began to refer to as the “Big Lake”). The Little Lake was was located a mile from Camp.
This pristine jewel was surrounded by untouched forests, and low rolling hills. Hiking to "Little Lake," as we called it, (officially named, "Cheztainya Lake, we later discovered) quickly became the activity we did every time we had free time. We visited it almost every day.
The yellow leaves of the trembling aspen were soon on the ground, and the organic damp smell of the decomposing cottonwood leaves soon filled our nostrils as the chill of autumn filled the ever shortened days. The “snowfall/mud” cycle was soon replaced with the “snowfall/more snowfall” cycle and the temperatures began to drop lower and lower.
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