As the silence and prayer were observed in the meadow, I took a series of shots of people milling around and doing their thing. I watched as the circle started to form and started to get ready to head that way.

As I watched, the circle got closer to Peace Hill.

It wasn't long before the circle had made it up the hill, and I only had to stroll a few feet from my tent.

As it got closer, I watched as the gaps started filling in around the meadow.

Closer and closer...

With the circle fully formed around the meadow there was still a large crowd around the Tibetan flag pole. As the Om started I noticed gaps in several places on the southwestern side of the meadow. The Om wasn't very strong in the area I was in, I only heard a few voices here and there joining with mine. It seemed that it was over quickly, and everybody was headed back to the center of the meadow.

It wasn't long before the mounties showed up to join in the fun. Actually, they didn't seem to be having that much fun just sitting on their horses in a line.

Someone stopped by the dome for a while.

These brothers appeared suddenly from the woods.

The green plane flew over several times on the 4th, unlike its usual early morning wake up buzz.

We were soon joined on the hill by several uniforms, guys with bullet proof vests, lots of guns, binoculars, cameras, the finest our tax money can pay for.

The mounties got tired of sitting in a line and started parading around through the various camps.

I met this unusual person on the main trail.

After a while the mounties split up and stopped to chat with folks.

Colorful

Here's a link to the map in a large enough format to read the names of the camps.

Supper Circle on the 4th was small and concentrated. From the hill it appeared to be heart shaped.