Welcome to White Cane Connections.

My name is Sue Boman. Yes, that’s me in the picture posted here. I have called this blog White Cane Connections because I am one of the many people who use a white cane. I began this blog because I wanted to write about a project I undertook in 2012. The plan was to complete a series of walks using my white cane. Between March and September, I walked in 82 different locations across Canada. So, the blog begins by telling of my experiences and the many people I met along the way.

While this particular journey has now been completed, I find that I still have much to write about. I am continuing to make new white cane connections, and so for the time being I will continue to add regular posts to this blog. I am hoping that you will be a partner in the journey.

Sue


Sunday, 25 August 2013

August 25 - Big Sky Country

This past week, Lyle and I have been in Montana, the state affectionately and also appropriately known as Big Sky Country. Montana lives up to the description. On the drive south of the Alberta border to Great Falls, the high flat prairie grassland reveals a one hundred eighty degree vista of blue above. I can’t actually see the distant horizon, but I can tell that there is a distinction between land and sky.

Lyle and I went shopping in Great Falls. This is not my favourite activity. The goods on the shelves are a blur and I need to rely on Lyle to find any items I have on my list. I remember when my sight first changed that Lyle was quite hesitant about checking prices and sizes in the women’s lingerie departments. These days, he shows not a flicker of embarrassment, and turns over labels of the most delicate items in order to get the shopping done as quickly as possible.

It was while we were in Great Falls that a fellow shopper stopped with a friendly hello. It was obvious that he knew us and I heard Lyle greet the man in return. Because I can’t see faces, recognition on my part was non-existent. I was just trying to figure out whom we might possibly know in the city, when our friend identified himself as Theo’s father. Do you remember Theo from last week’s walk in Hanna? The meeting was unexpected and so it was really helpful when Theo’s father identified himself. I am always pleased when anyone begins a conversation with me by saying who they are. Really, it’s almost a matter of courtesy to do this when you know that the other person can’t see the face and is relying on the sound of the voice alone to figure out who they might be talking to. Theo’s father understood this.

From Great Falls Lyle and I continued on to Helena, Montana’s capital city.   We wanted to take the tourist trolley ride which began near the State Capitol Building. However, we were in the motor home and needed to park several blocks away. This was when I noticed the audible traffic signals at the three different intersections. When I first pressed the pedestrian button, I was instructed to “Wait. Wait.”  When the traffic stopped, the signal then announced the number of the avenue before telling me that I could cross. The only other difference I noticed was the colour of the bubbled patches that led from the sidewalk to the road itself. Instead of the bright yellow which I find relatively easy to spot, the few that I noticed in Helena were rose. I thought it was an interesting choice of colour.

The drive between Great Falls and Helena was very picturesque. We took the Old US 91 secondary highway for part of the way and stopped by the Missouri River for a picnic lunch. Although the following photo has nothing to do with white canes, I am including it here because it was such a lovely area.  In the picture, I am standing beside the river and the Tower Rock Mountain is in the background. 

Sue beside the Missouri River with Tower Rock Mountain in the background

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