May 25

I woke up to the delicate sounds of rain caressing the roof of our bedroom. It was the first rainy day in quite some time. I could google the exact day but I rebel against that. Rain drummed on the roof of the house as I enjoyed the day inside. By mid-afternoon the skies had begun to clear and the rain ceased to fall. When I stepped out the front door I breathed in the freshness of our world renewed Read more…

May 24

It was time to return to Big White today. I needed to fix my wall that was damaged, I needed to finish painting. Rob was finally freed up to help and we drove to my place in the mountains. I wasn’t sure what to expect. We packed all Rob’s tools. We stopped at Rona and grabbed some drywall and supplies. We then proceeded to make the one hour journey from Kelowna to Big White. Rob rode in the truck with Read more…

May 23

Two months seem like another era, a different chapter in life. I have started a new chapter. Pandemic or Panic? It has subsided and we have adapted. I am being guided to a new future; one I may not have found. Writing has always been a passion for me. I just never had the time, or so I thought. Two months ago I wrote my first journal entry. I have written one every day since. Recording these moments in history Read more…

May 22

When I was a young man Friday meant something. It meant where was the party? It meant where were we camping? It meant something more than just another day that ends in a Y. Now it began with the question of why? Why does my back hurt so much? I know why. It doesn’t make it any easier. I hate to complain so I don’t usually tell anyone how much pain I am in. I suffer in silence like so Read more…

May 21

I went into Ktown today and it was clear that people are no longer staying at home. Traffic has returned to near-normal levels. I do miss that part of the lockdown. Going for lunch is something I am grateful for as we return to a new normal. I think that many people have given up on the virus and have dismissed the imminent threat. I tend to agree. Based on the government numbers in the interior health region there have Read more…

May 20

Sunshine cracked through the blinds and tickled my eyelids. I woke up again to the same story once more. A new normal, a new day. Captain Rob came over again and we organized our safe work plan for physical distancing. We have a written plan now and are prepared to offer boat rides for up to six people. Our website has traffic and it looks better than it has in a long time. It is nice to see that we Read more…

May 19

Today was a road trip day. I attended a morning meeting on Zoom. It worked but is not the same as face to face connection. My meeting wrapped up, I loaded up and drove to Kamloops. The Coquihala connector is an easy drive over the mountains when the weather is good. Except for one torrential downpour, the weather was very cooperative. I love driving, it gives me time to think, to reflect. These days it gives me time to create. Read more…

May 18

Two months ago they closed Big White. Two long and strange months ago it shut down in a matter of forty-five minutes. It came as a shock even though we should have seen it coming. Like a tidal wave the first influx of the coronavirus burned a path through our lives. With a rush, a panic, they were closing ski hills and reducing tables in bars. That first week of ‘social distancing’ and self-isolation is still as surreal now, remembering Read more…

May 17

Sunday morning again, I think its nine now, but who’s counting? We had a pancake breakfast on a rainy morning. It started out very pleasantly. Then I turned on my computer and the tragic news was everywhere. A Snowbird had crashed! The RCAF CT-114 Tutor took off from the Kamloops airport this morning. Moments later it crashed into a house and erupted in flames. Lately the only thing that can drive Covid19 from the headlines is more tragedy. First a Read more…

my fish story

Every fisherman has a good fish story. Of course mine involves the one that got away. Ever since I was seven years old I went to a campground on Kootenay Lake. Nine miles north of Kaslo BC is a special place called Schroeder Creek Resort. Schroeder Creek will always own a piece of my heart and a part of my soul. It was the one thing that always brought my dad and I together. Some of my youngest memories are Read more…

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