Mondays have come and gone in the days of the coronaverse. It was a Monday in March and the winter snows still clung to the ski runs and rooftops of Big White. It was a Monday I won’t forget. The first Monday I began my journey exploring the new normal Read more…
In case anyone missed it British Columbia elected a new government yesterday. I think. Sort of, for now, except if the mail-in ballots change things. The result shouldn’t change, but who knows… The NDP won the majority they sought. They succeeded in shutting down the Green wave and beat up Read more…
The weather outside was frightful, the day was nigh delightful. We really weren’t ready for snow, but it snowed. And it snowed, and it snowed. We set a record in the Okanagan for October, a dubious record to say the least. We recorded the most snow for an October day Read more…
It’s the seventh month of the pandemic. Thirty Mondays ago they closed Big White and we sat in fear of the unknown. We left our mountain home in shock; we packed up and went back to the valley. Big White emptied and the world stood still. It feels like seven Read more…
I lost a piece of my youth this week. My first big rock concert was in 1984, it was a cacophony of sound and sight. It was bigger than life and I was a fourteen-year-old kid in awe. It was Van Halen. David Lee Roth pranced across the stage, legs Read more…
My days were starting to slow down again. It was time to get busy and de-clutter my world. I stared at the disaster that is my garage, the mess that developed as if on its own has begun to overwhelm me. Someone must have put all that stuff in there. Read more…
I went down the rabbit hole today. I made the mistake of watching the news and heard Trump brag about healing so fast from Covid19. It made me sick; I couldn’t believe that he said he should kiss everyone at his rally. It’s hard enough to imagine that he is Read more…
I have so much to be thankful for. Today is the day when we reflect on the fortunes that have been bestowed upon us. Today is Thanksgiving Sunday. Canada has celebrated Thanksgiving on the second Monday in October since 1957. At that time the Canadian Parliament decided to recognize that Read more…
I leaned my machine into the corner, the lake on my right. It felt like I could almost touch the water as the road swept down the hill and back around the cliff face. I was at the beginning of my journey for the day. A motorcycle ride on Westside Read more…
A golden red sky rippled over the Okanagan Valley. It was another amazing sunset in a year I have watched more red skies than I can remember. My beautiful wife and I sat in the stern of Serendipity and breathed in the sights before us. It was a vista of Read more…