Natural Splendour of the Arrow Lake

Wednesday’s Photos

Taite Creek Trail (reposted from 2015)

Today I start with a recreational theme on hiking. There are many wonderful hiking trails in and around Fauquier that are waiting to be discovered. Also there is no better time to explore the awakening of spring than by a walk through the woods along the rushing waters of a creek. Even if one was blind and could not see the beauty, the fresh aromatic air swirling about one’s face and the melt waters thundering at a distance would be enough to make you feel in tune with Mother Nature.


View onto the Lake at Taite Creek Campground

This afternoon after a heavy rain during the night the sun was shining brightly. So Biene (Gertrud) and I felt like driving down on Applegrove Road to our favorite spot at Taite Creek. We were lucky. We had the lake, the beach, and the campground all to ourselves. After our customary game of bocce and some home-made cake and coffee, which I brewed on our camp stove, I went for a hike, while Biene enjoyed the peace and quiet in the warm sun to do some knitting.


A Tree half uprooted by a Storm forms a beautiful Arch

More than ten years ago a sports-minded father created with axe and chainsaw a challenging dirt bike trail for his teenage son. We discovered it by chance and since it had been abandoned by father and son it turned out to be one of our favourite hiking trails.


Last Look at the Arrow Lake before Turning Left

For the first 500 m it runs parallel to the lake until it reaches the mouth of Taite Creek. Then turning left it follows the creek for about one km before it moves away into dense forest. Old overgrown logging roads crisscross the area creating a veritable maze where you could get easily lost. Luckily the boy’s father had carefully marked the path by tying yellow ribbons onto tree branches. Near the end the trail changes direction and crosses an old growth forest area, where in the fall I find some of the choicest mushrooms for our dinner table.


Wild Wilderness at its Best

Everything except for the trail is wild around here. This is perfect wilderness and nature at its best. One must often climb over a tree trunk that a violent storm had blown over across the path. Canada geese nest near the lake. The air is filled with the high-pitched voices of the osprey. And if you are lucky, you might see the king among the birds of prey, the bald eagle, soaring high above in the sky.


Trees Stretching to the Light

The trail ends at the bridge on Applegrove Road. If you are ambitious and don’t want to return to camp by the same route, you can extend your beautiful walk a little by turning it into a full circle tour. From the bridge you walk a few hundred meters in the direction of Fauquier, until you see the campground access road, which will lead you back where you started. There will be more posts on hiking trails in the near future on this blog.



  1. Pit · June 27, 2018

    Aloso wandern ist nicht so mein Ding, denn ich radle lieber. Aber bei diesen Bildern koennte ich mich schon fuer eine Wanderung entschliessen.

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    • Peter Klopp · June 27, 2018

      Eine halbe Stunde kann man auch als Radfahrer für eine Wanderung am rauschenden Bach erübrigen. Vielen Dank, Pit!


      • Pit · June 27, 2018

        An einem rauschenden Bach koennte ich sogar weit mehr als eine halbe Stunde eruebrigen. Rauschende Baeche habe ich bei meinen Radtouren auf Rail Trails kurzlich zwar nicht erlebt, gluckernde aber schon: immer wieder wunderschoen anzuhoeren.

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  2. Stella, oh, Stella · June 28, 2018

    Erstaunlich, dass jemand so viel Arbeit investiert … und es dann aufgibt. Aber ihr habt jedenfalls einen guten Nutzen von seinen Anstrengungen. Was ist denn das für eine Pflanze mit den schönen Blüten?

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    • Peter Klopp · June 28, 2018

      Ein wilder Strauch, der am Waldesrand bei uns überall wächst und dessen Namen zu meiner Schande ich nicht weiß. Vielen Dank für deinen lieben Kommentar, Brigit!

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  3. Amy · June 28, 2018

    Sounds just lovely, Peter. Were you the father who marked the trail? 🙂 And bocce in the woods? How does one do that?

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    • Peter Klopp · June 28, 2018

      No, I would not approve the use of a noisy dirt bike in this pristine setting. At the beach of the Arrow Lake one of our sons had marked off a bocce field many many years ago. We are still using it, whenever we go to our beloved Taite Creek. Here is a little glimpse of the competitive spirit between Biene and me at the bocce game:

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      • Amy · June 28, 2018

        LOL! I wish I knew more about bocce so I could appreciate the end there when you were doing some kind of measuring. Do you slip between English and German, or is just my bad hearing? Nice to see the faces of those whose love story I’ve been reading. 🙂

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      • Peter Klopp · June 28, 2018

        Oh, we do this a lot, especially if there is an argument about distance, which is often about a fraction of an inch or even mm.

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      • Amy · June 28, 2018

        Ah, I recognize that tendency. We do much bickering over such things!

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