Ships that pass in the night and speak each other in passing; / Only a
signal shown and a distant voice in the darkness; / So on the ocean of life
we pass and speak one another, / Only a look and a voice; then darkness
again and a silence. -Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, poet (1807-1882)
Hey Patrick, Well first off I hope the Fondo went well. I had a fantastic time with my parents, thanks so much for asking, but alas I am back to the grindstone now. The picture turned out great, you caught my good side :D
That is amazing you ran into Christine, she was a fabulous guide to have
on the Trek camp. She even beat me up a few climbs! I hope you are well recovered after the ride and I will see you some day at 10th. Matt
[Patrick James Dunn Are The Horrido Brothers coming up to take Nana!] Up at 6:00 am to let Cimcky out and
then back to bed for a snooze until 6:30 am. Zapped a mug of java and
then took a few snaps of the sun coming up, coastal mountains stunning,
multi-hued, blue cut-outs behind and beyond Mistaken
Island. Gayle came upstairs close to 7:00 am to make a couple of cups
of hot lemon water and then returned to the depths of the lower level.
Once everyone was up I started to
assemble what needed to be packed in the car. Cora Lee concocted a
delicious omelette for breakfast, frying up plenty of bacon so that The
Birthday Boy could have his treat! Just after 9:00
am Gayle and Toshi went for a short kayak paddle with Deb who had very
kindly offered to take them to have a look at the sea lions at the end
of the bay. Derek was to have joined them but could not extricate
himself from the massage chair! Finished loading
the car once we'd helped carry kayaks to the water's edge and launched
the intrepid explorers. Calm, flat surface, little, if any breeze, so
the paddle looked very promising.
Once I'd packed all the baggage that
was ready to be loaded, Cora Lee and I made up two of the three beds
that had been used and then the landlubbers settled in, (reading,
messaging, massaging), until The Sisterhood returned.
Kayaks Ahoy about 10:30 am so the stevedores returned to mule craft
back up to the house. I helped Deb carry hers to their place and Gayle
and Derek took one Gayle had used, then I helped Derek with one Toshi
had been in. Rinsed off both craft and left them
to dry in the sun. ASked Gayle if she or Jim would give me ahand to
take them inside later this afternoon, probably after I return from my
ride.
Last few pieces of baggage into car and
the Ferry Bound Folk were ready to leave. A number of farewell snaps,
(I won't see Toshi before she leaves for Seattle on Wednesday.), and
hugs and Titanium Green pulled up the driveway.
(Deb had come over just as crew were leaving and gave each of us their
card so we can keep in touch and exchange photos.) Back inside I tidied
up a bit and then put last load of sheets in the dryer. Plan to go for a
ride to Bowser shortly so must away for
now. Cheers, Patrizzio!
Cora Lee is to cook bacon for Cimcky as
this special meal/treat was overlooked on his 7th birthday, yesterday!
Once gang depart, (They plan to catch the 12:50 pm ferry.), I intend to
head to Bowser. Might be the last long ride
of my stay as weather is supposed to deteriorate by Wednesday. Trust
that it won't be wet on Thursday morning when I must needs head back to
Departure Bay.
Hi Patrick, I'm sure you've probably received the notice we sent yesterday to all 96 of our customers with outstanding 2012 wine orders! Yes, you are among the "laggers," but in your situation, we can overlook your "tardiness," Just let me know if you have a plan so that we can set your wine aside somewhere and not drink it :-) ! Cheers! Pat
Up at 6:00 am yesterday to let Cimcky
out and
then back to bed for a snooze until 6:30 am. Zapped a mug of java and
then took a few snaps of the sun coming up, coastal mountains stunning,
multi-hued, blue cut-outs behind and beyond Mistaken
Island, tiny, privately owned island about a km away, directly in front
of Madroña Manor. Gayle came upstairs close to 7:00 am to make a couple
of cups
of hot lemon water and then returned to the depths of the lower level.
Once everyone was up I started to
assemble what needed to be packed in the car. Cora Lee concocted a
delicious omelette for breakfast, frying up plenty of bacon so that The
Birthday Boy, (Cimcky! 7 years old.), could have his treat! Just after 9:00
am Gayle and Toshi went for a short kayak paddle with Deb, neighbour next door, who had very
kindly offered to take them to have a look at the sea lions at the end
of the bay. Derek was to have joined them but could not extricate
himself from the massage chair! Finished loading
the car once we'd helped carry kayaks to the water's edge and launched
the intrepid explorers. Calm, flat surface, little, if any breeze, so
the paddle looked very promising.
Once I'd packed all the baggage that
was ready to be loaded, Cora Lee and I made up two of the three beds
that had been used and then the landlubbers settled in, (reading,
messaging, massaging), until The Sisterhood returned.
Kayaks Ahoy about 10:30 am so the stevedores returned to mule craft
back up to the house. I helped Deb carry hers to their place and Gayle
and Derek took one Gayle had used, then I helped Derek with one Toshi
had been in. Rinsed off both craft and left them
to dry in the sun. Asked Gayle if she or Jim would give me a hand to
take them inside later that afternoon, probably after I returned from my
ride.
Last few
pieces of baggage into car and
the Ferry Bound Folk were ready to leave. A number of farewell snaps,
(I won't see Toshi again, before she leaves for Seattle on Wednesday.),
and
hugs and Titanium Green pulled up the driveway.
Back inside I tidied
up a bit and then put last load of sheets in the dryer. Planned to go
for a
ride to Bowser, about 40 km north of where The Millionaires live. By
the time I'd had a bite to eat and suited up it was close to 1:45 pm.
Followed what has become one of my standard routes, (through Tigh-Na-Mara, a lovely log cabin resort, Rathtrevor Provincail Park, next door, and then down to
estuary of the Englisman River.
Next
I entered Parksville itself and followed a dedicated bike route to next
community north, Qualicum Beach. Once through this lovely spot I was
back on the Island Highway West. However, by this point it is a far less
busy thoroughfare, with wide shoulders. I've cycled it numerous times
before, on past visits so feel very comfortable riding this stretch.
Wind was at my back so I knew I would have to fight it most,
if not all the way back. Nevertheless, I enjoyed zinging along,
especially when I'd catch glimpses of the ocean through the tall trees
which line much of the highway.
Turned
around when I reached the hamlet of Bowser, a lumber
yard, a hotel, a gas station and a few other small shops and retraced
my steps. Back home by about 6:30 pm. Stats for today's ride:
http://connect.garmin.com/activity/592416894#.VBjyAZPdkZc.email
Stored my bike and then walked
next door to ask Jim to help me put kayaks inside. (G/L store them in
the huge living room on the ground floor of their two story home.)
Thanked Jim and he went home to have dinner while I did the same myself,
after showering/changing. Once I'd eaten and cleaned up it was close to
9:30 pm so I called Cora Lee. All well at The Islay Inn. Then to bed.
I'm currently reading one of many of Lee Child's Jack Reacher series,
One Shot, and although I was quite sleepy, I couldn't put book down
until 1:00 am!
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