Booming music blasted obnoxiously from the speakers. The boat careened towards the fuel dock of the Eldorado resort. The wakeboard tower rocked back and forth, reeling from the music and the waves. I leaped to my feet prepared for the worst. At the final second the brunette in a blue bikini reached out and tried to push off the dock. At the same second the driver hit reverse. the twenty-something girl lurched forward, yet somehow managed to stay on the Read more
Four months ago they declared a Pandemic. Four months ago. Four months, seem like a lifetime and a flash. A pandemic was declared on March 13 and four days later on Wednesday, March 18 they closed Big White. The reality of the uncertainty and fear struck home hard for me that day. I had skied my last turns; when we should have had so many more. Now the mountain is open for biking. Restaurants are open, pubs, hair salons and Read more
Another Sunday in paradise, paradise that is the Okanagan Valley. A Sunday that I stayed home, I never drove anywhere and I spent the day doing what we were asked to do for the last three months. I stayed at home, mainly because I never had anywhere to go. Sometimes that’s the way things go, we get to stay home and get things done. Three months ago we were being forced to stay at home, now I stayed home because Read more
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