Summertime in the city, it means life is getting busy. Busy with fun and work. Busy with Luxury Lake Tours and busy with my family. In our Okanagan bubble, we are teeming with tourists and the lazy days of the Coronaverse has become a fond memory. Is fond really the right word? In some ways it is. Yet for most, it would be something we would not like to return to. In other places in the world, it is a Read more…
Red plates are back with a vengeance or at least the traffic is. Half hour commutes are becoming the norm lately. I was hoping the new normal would leave out the heavy traffic of summer. Unfortunately, all I had was hope. Now we have cars, trucks, RV’s and don’t forget the motorcycles. Please watch out for the motorcycles. In Penticton, there was a person who left a sticky note on a car with an Alberta plate. “Alberta go home and Read more…
The day started out like many others. My consciousness crawled into awareness as I awoke from strange dreams of past lives. I had an appointment in Penticton at ten and my daughter would be home for two. I was looking forward to connecting with that mass of hormonal energy and love. I missed my girl when she’s away. I know my bike has no soul yet I feel a connection there. I imagine my bike is feeling freer now that Read more…
Freedom, true and pure freedom. That is what I feel when I ride my motorcycle. The road ahead is something to look forward to and the sights, sound and smells of the road invigorate me. Today was another day to live the dream and ride. I rode to the boat in the morning and the mountain in the afternoon. I left the Eldorado at 12:45 and headed towards Big White. It was a beauty day in the Okanagan. It has Read more…
Living the dream. Today I made it in time on the motorcycle to take people boating on the lake. The dream is becoming my reality. Rob had a four-hour tour in the morning and I had one in the afternoon, followed up by an evening cruise. Our first wonderful group of intrepid boaters were celebrating a surprise birthday party. The guest of honour thought he was just going for lunch at the Eldorado. The next thing he knew he was Read more…
Happy Birthday to the United Mistakes of America. I didn’t realize it was Independence Day down south until I typed it out at the top of the page. I can’t help but wish my American friends the very best on this most tumultuous of birthdays. I also would like to hope for their best in the future. A future very much clouded by viruses both human and microscopic. Viruses we can only guess at what they will do. Will 2020 Read more…
I worked at my real job this morning. It went good and I had the afternoon to prepare for my dream job. Luxury Lake Tours is getting busy and I looked forward to riding my bike to go boating. Living the dream, until it went sideways. I hate running late, I just can’t seem to find a way to get organised enough to not run late. I always try to do the maximum I can every day. I think that Read more…
Happy 153rd birthday to our great country. I am proud to call myself Canadian; today more than ever. We have succeeded in controlling the pandemic within our borders, of ‘flattening the curve’. I don’t always agree with our fuzzy-faced Prime Minister, I am proud of the people of this country for coming together apart and keeping our viral enemy at bay. So a happy birthday to Canada is in order on the grandest scale. Unfortunately, there would be no grand-scale Read more…
Traffic is back, busy, constant moving, traffic. Phase three has opened the floodgates and we now have heavy traffic on our roads again. Red plates from Alberta have started to fill our highways, it is another sign of normal again. I envy my wife who can stay home and work. I had to go to work across town and the traffic has built back to pre-covid levels. In Canada, we did what the health officials suggested and now things are Read more…
Our cat followed us on our walk today; she is getting lonely. We have traveled a bit in the last three weeks. I can’t imagine how she would have felt if we went away for twenty-six days to Europe like we planned on. Snowbee cried as we walked back up our hill from the mailbox. She can get very demanding for a cat. Snowbee and Gabby are our two feline family members. Snowbee was named Snowball when she wandered into Read more…