This is a 16″ x 20″ oil on canvas board painted in 1977. On the Ottawa River there is a small mountain called Mount Martin. In the summertime we would cross the river to the Quebec side and spend many an hour on the beach. The water was so fresh you could drink it right out of the river. On occasion we would climb Mount Martin. On our way up we would often encounter brown bears, deer and moose. The wild blueberries were the draw. Mid-way to the top there was a level area deep in the woods. The sun hardly penetrated through the bush. There was certain quiet in this spot and it felt like a sanctuary.