Hell’s Gate and Babywearing

 

In honor of International Babywearing Week, I’ve decided to pull out some of my old babywearing posts.  My favorite places to wear my babies were always out and about, so it was a guaranteed adventure.

When we finally got out of Chilliwack and headed back home, I had put the freshly laundered Snugli infant carrier and the ring sling in the back of the van.  The husband had declared that we would not be stopping on the way home because we both wanted our puppies back.  Surprise!  We stopped at Hell’s Gate, so he grabbed out the first babywearing thing that he could find.  I strapped on my ring sling carrier, put Norton in, and began my journey of babywearing in Hell’s Gate.  Babywearing in Hell’s Gate is kind of a necessity.

I suppose I should start by explaining what Hell’s Gate even is.  Hell’s Gate is a narrowing of the Simon Fraser River in BC, and it got its name because of how treacherous the river is to travel by canoe.  The river narrows in that gorge to 110 feet wide between solid rock.  The explorer Simon Fraser described the area in his journals as travelling through “the gates of Hell” and suggested that no man ever try that again.

Now, Hell’s Gate is a wonderful little road side destination.  You take an air tram down to a little land strip almost at the bottom of the gorge on the opposite side of the river.  It’s a beautiful view.  However, because it’s in an air tram, there’s no way to have even an infant umbrella stroller.  Well, I suppose maybe you could fold it and carry it with you in the tram, but it’s really not even entirely convenient for something small like an infant umbrella stroller.  Babywearing is much easier.

Anyway, once you’re down in the gorge, there’s a cute little shop, a fudge shop (which offers postpartum diet friendly sugar free fudge, among other things, a restaurant, cool things to take pictures of, and this awesome suspension bridge that goes over the river.

The view over the river is absolutely a delight.  Here’s a picture of Norton in his sling with me at the bridge.

 Hell's Gate and Babywearing (Cloth Diaper Addicts)

As far as road trip stops go, this was a rather nice one.  Norton slept pretty much the whole time in his sling, and Andy and Brittany were rather cooperative.  (Brittany was also rather appreciative of the young German guy who was there for a summer job to improve his English.  We’re still teasing her about finding a German.)

One thing for sure, though: babywearing in Hell’s Gate is the only way to go with a baby.  What was your favorite outdoors place for babywearing?

Originally written June 26, 2010.