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Unleashing my creativity in Fredericton

2012-05-07T03:18:32Z

It’s really easy to drive by New Brunswick’s capital. The Transcanada highway just meanders around the city and offers little hint of the magic that waits just out of sight. Truth is Fredericton is one of Atlantic Canada’s treasurers but you need to pursue it. I'm back on the road and doing just that.

It doesn’t look that special when you pull off the TransCanada Highway. As is often the case with modern cities the first area you enter is one of motels, fast food, gas stations and shopping plazas. The good news is that just down the hill the downtown core, the historic area along the St. John River and a bounty of parks and fantastic walking trails are waiting to be discovered. The area has a huge offering of eateries, ranging from old time diners, to fine dining. Personally I love the pubs and especially one called The Lunar Rogue; where the seafood is great and the selection of Scotch whisky absolutely amazing. Not that I drink Scotch, I don’t but I do love the atmosphere the dozens (or hundreds?) of bottles lining the walls gives the place. Makes me wish I did like to tipple now and then.

During the past year we have had two Fredericton escapes. Last summer we spent a week in camping at Hartt Island RV Resort on the Woodstock Road, right in the city. This time I’m living the high life, dividing my time between the Delta Brunswick Hotel, a lovely property overlooking the river which is just a short walk along the river to Government House (pretty good company!!and they like visitors), and the Crowne Plaza Lord Beaverbrook hotel. It is situated between the world renowned Lord Beaverbrook Art Gallery and the Historic Garrison District. Both hotels overlook the river with lovely patios perfect for tipping back a cold one on a warm summer day. I’ve never been an art gallery person, but I have to tell you both Jack and I were in awe when we stood gazing up at the huge and stunningly beautiful Salvador Dali that greets visitors at the Lord Beaverbrook. We developed a real appreciation for art, captivated by the works from the past as much as the more modern exhibits. And I have to tell you a couple of hours here is perfect on a hot, wet or cold day.

This city boasts more artisans per capita than any other in Canada inspiring one to create themselves. The good folks in Fredericton recognize that most of us want more than just shopping and eating. We want to do. To experience. To meet people and savour the satisfaction of accomplishment. They came up with a program called EdVentures which offers workshops in all manner of things. I’ve been fortunate enough to enjoy a sort of sampler package. We made silk scarfs and did pin hole photography today. I must say it was one of the nicest days I’ve had for a long time. Just sheer pleasure spending time with creative people. Chatting while we learned new skills, the pride of accomplishment, and the relaxation factor made for an awesome day. Tomorrow I’m creating rings in a jewelry making session.

Anyone who wants a revitalizing few days should check out the more than 120 workshops they offer each summer (www.edVentures.ca). Small groups, personalized attention. Love it. Some of the programs are held at King’s Landing, others at the New Brunswick College of Craft and Design. I’m going to round up my buddy this summer and come back for a creativity fix.

There is lots to do for families, singles and seniors. Awesome variety which includes a terrific Saturday market, history coming to life at Changing of the Guard Ceremonies, bicycle, zipline, paddle the river, hike, or delve into history with a step back in time at Kings Landing Historical Settlement.

This is the main route between Quebec and Ontario and points east. I’m saying don’t overlook one of the best stops along the way. For us Maritimers, Fredericton is a perfect escape for a few days R&R. With gas prices what they are, and with our tourism industry suffering for it, we should all consider vacations and escape weekends close to home. It’s a good thing.

More next time

Julie

ON THE ROAD AGAIN - LAST LEG

2012-04-21T01:34:07Z

For those of you new to reading this blog please note that it is my means of keeping in touch with friends and family, and other interested folks, while the spouse and I spend the winter in Vancouver - and during the trip here and back to PEI. I update when I can, aiming for every few days. It is very simply my thoughts, observations and details I want to share about our travels. Scroll down, way down, for details of the trip across the continent which began our odyssey and our adventures living in our small, 22 ft, Rialta RV, for the winter........

By the way. If you want to get in touch, share a thought or comment on the blog you might want to email us at julie@seacroftpei.com

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April 20, 2012

After three lovely days in Arnprior, visiting with ‘the boys’ and generally relaing. We hit the road today, heading east. Jack tried to play golf, but his hip gave him a lot of grief. Roll on surgeon’s appointment. He still had a nice visit with Terry, got to drive George’s new -to-him BMW Sports car, watched hockey with the boys and we had a really nice visit with Wayne.

Trip through Quebec was busy, very busy, and rained most of the way so was not particularly enjoyable. Also turned cold! Can’t believe the amount of traffic on the roads - and the poor condition of the highway. Snow lurking in the woods and ditches, and we had some sleet for a little while. The one saving grace for today was the number of birds on the move, particularly Canada and Snow Geese. In some places fields were white with Snow Geese.

We pushed through to Edmundston, New Brunswick bee-boppin’ to the music of Buddy Holly, Abba, Country Artists Collection, and a few more CDs. One blue’s collection put me to sleep for a few minutes just before Quebec City, so I switched from calming and relaxing to foot tapping, sing-along.

Looking forward to a more leisurely day tomorrow. Should make it home. I am absolutely dreading unloading the RV!!!!

Julie

ANXIOUSLY WAITING

2012-04-17T20:17:13Z

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I sat staring at the computer screen, holding my breath and sending up silent prayers. On screen, son John and daughter-in-law Chrissy, were receiving a delivery from Fed-Ex. It was a very large box (50x36x17 inches), accompanied by a small carton. Ever since Jack and I packed ‘em up and delivered them to FedEx we has been nervous about the outcome of our latest flight of fancy.

You see when my Mom moved out of her apartment Jack and I were left with the task of disposing of her stuff. Among the big items was a big 42 inch Sony TV which we had paid $2,700 for just over a year ago. She also had a new 32 inch flat screen which she took with her for her new room. And she had a smaller flat screen which is now in our RV.

Since John and Chrissy had an older TV which had a few issues, Jack decides we should ship the big one to him in Vancouver. First challenge was finding a box to pack it in. The original was long gone. We visited several stores to see if they had a box it would fit. No go. Finally ended up buying a TV shipping box from U-Haul for $89 plus tax. Getting it, putting the box together, and then packing the TV in it basically took us a whole day.

It was with some trepidations that we took it to FedEx. Hear so many horror stories about couriers and such but they were the only ones who would insure it. With Jesse’s help we took it to them Wednesday morning. It wouldn’t fit in our car (box was 50x36x17 inches). So for the last few days we have been anxious.

I happened to be on Skype with John and Chrissy when the TV arrived so I got to watch them unpack it, set it up and turn it on. What a relief it was when that Sony came to life! Chrissy gave John the entire Mash series in a set for Christmas - that was the first DVD that played on it.

“Wow! Mash is huge,” exclaimed John. “The colour is awesome,” said Chrissy. It was one of life’s great moments. Their pleasure in moving from the old box TV to this one made all the work and expense of getting it to them worthwhile. The China tea set from China, and Mom’s glass slipper condiment set also arrived in good shape. Score another one for Fedex.

Now J&C just have to get rid of all the cardboard, styro peanuts, air packs, bubble wrap, and strofoam sheets that we packed it in. Tee Hee!!!

Julie

MIRACULOUS MOMENTS IN NIAGARA FALLS

2012-04-15T14:23:23Z

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Sunday, April 15th, 2012

Where oh where does the time go? Can’t believe I haven’t posted to ye olde blog for two weeks. It has been a busy time. My only excuse. But I can't leave without filling you all in on the miraculous surprise waiting for us in Niagara Falls. My mother is happy!!!!

Since we arrived in Fonthill we have spent our time clearing out Mom’s apartment, visiting her at her new home everyday, running the many errands necessary when someone goes into a long-term care facility, visiting with my cousin Jenny, her husband Jesse and some other members of the family.

Over the last few years my mother had turned into a bitter, mean-mouthed old lady with a caustic tongue She was very unhappy. It began before my Dad died, got worse when he had his stroke and even worse when she had to leave her house for a seniors apartment and give up her car. In the same time period her eye sight really deteriorated and her health with it. Mom had a real hard time accepting the changes, and her age. She was born in 1919 and kept telling me she may as well die as life wasn’t worth living.

Very difficult to hear, repeatedly, when she had what many her age would consider a good life. A nice place to live, family who cared about her, a constant stream of people in her life helping her. I won’t go on about that, but believe me it was very difficult for myself because I called her every day, and especially for cousin Jenny, who is her main source of help here in Fonthill. Mom alienated so many people. Yet, everyone kept on giving her as much time and energy as they could. We could all see her failing. Everyone who was in touch with her worried about her health and well-being. She was confused about almost everything, scared of being alone, angry, and showing signs of dementia or something. In fact Jack and I had decided that after our trip I would have to move up to Fonthill to care for her until we could get her into a place where she got care.

By the time we got to Fonthill Mom had been in her new home, Millennium Trail Manor in Niagara Falls, for two weeks. We approached her first visit with some dread. Jenny had assured us that things were going very well, that Mom was much better, but no words could prepare us for what we found.

The improvement in my Mother, in just two weeks, seems miraculous. Her over all health, her outlook, her ability to feel some joy and appreciation for life and the people around her, her attitude towards her family - all of those things are so much improved we can’t believe it.

Twice I have been to visit Mom when an entertainment afternoon was happening. The second time, I arrived with cousin Carol after she had gone down to the second floor for the music so we went looking for her. There she was, my Mom, hair freshly done, dressed in clean matching clothes, clapping her hands, beboppin’ in her chair, smiling, yelling out ‘Excellent’ after he sang her favourites. We sat with her through the whole performance enthralled with this new Mom.

“I just can’t get over it,” she says. “It is so wonderful. He’s so good.” Where did all this come from and how did I get here.” This is the theme of of much of her conversation now. She can't believe how nice it is, how them look after her, and so on. Her only complaints are about the food. Frankly, its different from what she likes and is used to. She eats it all however, has gained a bit of weight and we resolved the problem a bit by getting her a small fridge and stocking it with things she likes - Fresca, Iced Tea, extra old cheddar cheese (sliced up for her), yogurt, fresh fruit.

Jack and I have taken Mom out to lunch twice, and I’ve taken her for drives. She loves the outings, but is always anxious to get back. A couple of hours is about all she wants to be away. How wonderful that is. To know that she is happy, well looked after and safe means so much. I can’t say enough about this place!

It certainly makes it easier for us to head home. And we are ready to do just that. Its been a real tough two weeks cleaning out the apartment and disposing of all of Mom’s things. Jack was in toss-it-and-get-rid-of-it mode and I was in sentimental-hard-to-let-go mode. She was able to take some with her. Jenny did a wonderful job of personalizing Mom’s room with some of her own furniture, pictures and ornaments. Even so there was a ton of furniture, dishes, nick-nacks, clothing, books, papers and etc. to find homes for.

I would have like to be able to sell some of it to reinforce Mom’s bank account, but unfortunately, these days it isn’t easy. No one wants the larger, older furniture. Some went to family, some with her, and a few things like coffee tables, dishes, small appliances, ornaments and such to Good Will and to a great place called “For the Needy, Not the Greedy” which specialized in medical and assistance things.

Mom’s situation with her stuff, first at their large house, and then with the apartment, is a real good example of how important it is to organize your life as you age. More about that one later.

In the meantime, Jack and I are now tidying up odds and ends, packing the RV and saying our goodbyes, ready to hit the road tomorrow. Heading to Arnprior for a couple of days then a careful trip through Quebec and New Brunswick back to the Island.

The RV is really loaded down with our extras we picked up on our travels, and boxes of stuff from Mom’s. Decided to stick to Canada, rather than risk problems with Customs.

More later.

Julie

THE WATSON'S HAVE LANDED IN ONTARIO

2012-04-01T16:04:58Z

For those of you new reading this blog please note that it is my means of keeping in touch with friends atond family, and other interested folks, while the spouse and I spend the winter in Vancouver - and during the trip here and back to PEI. I update when I can, aiming for every few days. It is very simply my thoughts, observations and details I want to share about our travels. Scroll down, way down, for details of the trip across the continent which began our odyssey and our adventures living in our small, 22 ft, Rialta RV, for the winter........ By the way. If you want to get in touch, share a thought or comment on the blog you might want to email us at julie@seacroftpei.com

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Saturday, March 31st, 2012

The Watsons have landed in Fonthill after three long days of driving. Trucked on through Iowa, Illinois, Indiana and Michigan. Two nights in Best Westerns set us up for a 12 hour day today and we arrived at Jenny and Jesse’s at about 9 pm.

Must say the further east we got the less enjoyable the trip. For starters are our glorious sunshine it became overcast and grey. Traffic is also much heavier, more congestion and so on. In fact yesterday, we had kind of had enough so got off the interstate and took country roads across Indiana. Cut off enough miles to justify the slower speeds. It was nice seeing the small towns and farms up closer. And eating at local, community places rather than fast food.

I find it rather depressing that we are at the end of our winter holiday. Am eager to get home for some things, but still hate the thought of leaving John and Chrissy and family and friends out west, and having to face the reality of work and such that awaits us in PEI.

Still, we were getting tired. Eight days of steady driving left us ready to get off the road for a while. On that happy note I’m going to put my feet up and relax. More later.

Julie

Thru Wyoming & Nebraska -

2012-03-29T04:05:25Z

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Wednesday, March 28th, 2012

Left Evanston, Wyoming with some frustration/sadness whatever. The hotel was wonderful - two kingbeds - so comfie, a flatscreen TV, but more importantly the people were so friendly. Jack and I indulged in Chicken Fried Steak just because we have always wanted to try it. We were convinced we wouldn’t like the white gravy or the steak, but it was melt-in-your-mouth good. Leaving we just wanted to follow one of the roads north to the Grand Tetons and Yellowstone, or simply to take out time and explore. Next time.

Wind was still high but nothing like as bad as yesterday. Not much snow around so we made good time. We love Wyoming with its arid landscape, ever changing mountains and hills and constant changes. Enjoyed every minute of our drive through this state. Saw lots of pronghorn antelopes, herds of them down from higher altitudes for grazing. Lovely day today. Sun shining, great temperatures and clean, fresh air.

RV is running great - check engine light is still on, but we are ignoring it.

Stayed in Sidney, Nebraska last night in a Comfort Inn. Frustrating that we can’t find decent campgrounds open. Tried a couple as we left Wyoming but they were either creepy, scuzzy (Pine Bluff) or closed (everywhere else). It’s a bit frustrating having to pay for hotels but we just can’t spend 12 hours boondocking at this time of year with no electricity - at least not after 10 hours driving. Wish we had been able to follow our original plan to go a bit further south, but these things happen so we are enjoying the trip.

Nebraska is not as enjoyable to pass through, it gets very flat and nowhere near as interesting. However we have had high points. As some of you know I’m very interested in the pioneers of the Oregon Trail etc, the Pony Express and such things. Our route takes us where much of this rich history took place. We were also extremely lucky to see huge flocks of cranes, and some pelicans who migrate though Nebraska. This week is right in the middle of their migration. We saw a lot of wild turkeys today. Pretty cool.

Also indulged in a quick visit to Fort Cody Trading Post and Museum in North Platte. Home of Buffalo Bill Cody. Thrill was finding that this was “free homemade pie Wednesday” and The Village Restaurant beside the fort. Yum

Now we are holed up in a Motel 6 for the night. Had some frustration finding a place to stay. They make it very difficult to get off the highway to lodging - especially through Omaha, where I-80 was the far left two lanes on a 6-8 lane highway (each direction) with a 75 mph speed limit.

We have enjoyed out route very much up to this point and hope to do it again with lots of time to stop and explore, but I will say one has to be prepared for trucks. There are probably 4 or 5 to every car. Jack thrives on this kind of driving. Speed limit today was mostly 75 mph and he just bombed along with the traffic. We’re traveling to Cd’s of “Various Country Artists” a gift from our buddy in Arnprior, Terry. Thanks guy they keep us awake and boppin’ our way along.

Well folks, bed for this chick. Gotta get some zzzz’s before hitting the road again.

All the best to all of you

Julie

TWO DAYS OF AMAZING SCENERY, WEATHER

2012-03-27T03:52:14Z

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Monday, March 26th, 2012

Two days have passed since my last entry and we have run a gauntlet of weather and scenery.

We set out early on Sunday - 7 am - from the Comfort Inn in The Dalles on the Columbia River and continued enjoying the Gorge. The Columbia is a huge power resource. There are several large dams and soon they are joined by hundreds and hundreds of windmills atop the cliffs as far as the eye can see.

We also noted a lot of silos along the river - wheat - but they must be growing it up top. We are still basically a road and railway tracks on both the Washington and Oregon side flanked by mountains, weather and time sculpted cliffs, rolling hills and the river between them. All too soon a transition from rain forest type growth to arid began. By 25 miles past The Dalles we saw our first sage brush. The roads are excellent, except for some noisy pavement. Side roads going off into canyons or ravines see to go nowhere, but sure do tempt us to go find out.

Without warning we suddenly traveled uphill, out of the gorge to what I best describe as prairie or grasslands, and find ourselves driving among cattle and windmills. The next leg is flat, flat, flat if you look to the distance. But up close you see small ranches in canyons cut into the earth. Here instead of the mountains rising up, the landscape cuts down from what might be termed messas. It’s a totally different environment from the river we left behind.

A sign, “Blowing Dust Area Next 40 miles”, was not surprising. The land here was cultivated as far as you can see. Wheat, tree farms (looks like Poplar and is planted in big squares that seem totally out of place. Land that isn’t cultivated is prairie grasses and sage brush.

The towns tend to be built down in natural low points in the landscape. There are many Indian Reservations, but they don’t look run down or poor as so many do in Canada. There seems to be great pride here.

We saw snow at the Summit of Blue Mountain (4193 feet, but not on the road. The air is snow cooled but lovely and fresh. We’re traveling to the music of George Strait admiring the Lodgepole Pines and just plain lovin it. The land is very similar in Idaho, the prairie, broken here and there by mountains. In Bliss we started to see evidence of the lava flows that we saw two years ago at the Craters of the Moon National Historic site. Not as pronounced here, they show as the occasional black, smooth flow of rock, or bursts in the surface that look like it bubbled up from below and burst, cracking the surface. They range in size and for many miles the land is littered with black rock amongst the prairie grass and sage brush. The only wildlife we’ve spotted has been a glimpse of Prong Horns ( small antelope) and many, many hawks circling over the land.

Next time we travel this route I want to follow the signs such as the “1000 Hot Springs Scenic Byway”.

Camped for the night at a KOA near Twin Falls, Idaho, pulling off at 7 pm. Its so warm we sat out at the picnic table for ages. Jack went for a walk and spotted a large owl up a tree, so we went to take photos before turning in.

Today, Monday, we woke up to rain but it cleared before we had been on the road long. Good thing. Our “Check Engine Light” came on. Bother. Filled up with gas before the highway turned south towards Utah. This section of the trip was totally awesome. Snow capped mountains ahead. and to the sides but we continue to pass through these flat valleys. You can see for miles. The sky is huge and filled with a mix of looming black clouds, and blue skies filled with white puffy ones. When the black clouds get close to mountains or hills you can see the rain. Its awesome.

Passed a proliferation of signs, repeated many times, designed to put the fear of God into our hearts:

“Dust Storm Area - Do Not Stop on Road”

“Beware of Ice”

“Severe Storm Area Ahead - Next 20 Miles”

“Chain Up is snow or ice present on road” - noted there was no chain up area

“Deer Migration Area - use extreme caution”

“Game Crossing”

The roads were wet - a storm had just passed over. It was very windy among the hills. We passed Sweltzer Summit, 5,573 feet or close to. (Surprised to see them cultivating fields close to the summit. And so we passed into Utah where the prominent sign was:

Drowsy Drivers Exit 1 mile”

We were so we did. Hauled into Snowville for coffee and a pit stop at a Flying J Truck Stop. Hoped to pick up one of those reader thingees that you can plug into the RV to get a reading on the “Check Engine” light. The power was out so it was closed. Went down the road to the Ranch House Diner. Met a bunch of guys in the parking lot and asked, “Are they open?”

“Yup. Powers out but they got the gas. Good cooking and lots of coffee.” Sure enough they cooked with gas and had a generator. We indulged in coffee and a home made cinnamon roll. Glad we carbed up. We trucked on through country that was getting badlands sort of rugged. Long upgrades, long downgrades, roads that disappeared into narrow passes. This land is very empty of human life. The occasional exit for a ranch - yup ranches have their own exits, including bridges to get to the other side of the divided 4 lane highway. I loved one exit, “Exit to Rattlesnake Pass, No services.” That was OK, we weren’t going there anyway. You have to see some of my photos to understand this landscape. I can’t begin to describe it.

Just know its awesome. The storm clouds ahead began to look more and more dangerous. Clouds feathering down mean snow or rain. The winds are getting more and more gusty and strong. The rain began. At Ogden (just above Salt Lake City) it began to snow or rain every time we came close to the mountains or hills. To the west it was lovely blue skies but our weather deteriorated quickly. By the time we got onto I-80 it was snowing hard, a sleet snow mix depending on where you were in the valley which twisted and turned through the hills or mountains depending on the moment. It started to build up on the roads so we decided to head into Evanston right after the border into Wyoming.

Filled up at a Flying J - mileage was awful today because of the winds and ups and downs. Flying J are one of the few gas stations to question our US credit card. They want you to enter your ZIP code and of course we don’t have one, so it’s a bit of a hassle. Must say I’m disappointed in the Flying J and Pilot truck stops. Lousy food service, basically a small store and fast food take out. None of the great shopping we think of.

Talking to a couple who had just come from the east where they had driven through both blizzard and dust storm. Its was 3 pm. Cold and hard to stand up in the wind. We called it quits. Found a lovely Best Western, had lunch and settled in for the night. Amazing, 2 king size beds in a huge room, seven - count ‘em - layers of bedding, feather pillows, big TV, breakfast, etc. etc. $89 Cool.

Only disappointment on trip has been the lack of wildlife. After all the deer crossing signs! I mentioned to our waitress that we hadn't seen a single deer and she said, "Really, they're everywhere." Folks at campground said same thing. Is it us?

Forecast is for sun tomorrow and hopefully the winds die down. Sorry about too much detail. I love to relive my days when I’m traveling so I do.

WE ARE ON THE ROAD - REALLY! - Made Oregon

2012-03-25T04:19:27Z

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Saturday, March 24th, 2012

Well, the sun is shining and we’re on the road again. Our wallet is a lot lighter, but we have some new injector bits or something. We got the Rialta back at suppertime yesterday. Took her for a test run after a delicious supper courtesy of our angel, Elizabeth. Then spent an hour or so at the Legion where Rob and Elizabeth belong to a recreational pool league. Met some fellow Rvers and exchanged some tales. Mellowed us out so after a good night sleep and lovely breakfast we are on the road again.

Counting our blessings at this point. First on the list - Elizabeth and Rob who took us in, fed us, drove us around and turned our stall time into a delightful interlude. Thanks again guys. They even shared Spike, the Yorkie, who loves to snuggle with Jack in front of the TV. Kept the big fella sane through our frustration with the Volkswagon dealer.

John and Chrissy - we didn't do everything we wanted, but its been so wonderful to spend time with them. Hate to say goodbye.

We also recognize that we have had some frustrations, some costs and annoyances, but we are healthy - well gimping and wincing a bit, nothing major has happened other than a delay getting to Mom and some dollars out of our pockets. Pretty lucky in the grand scheme of things.

The day was glorious when we started out. Drove along the beach road through White Rock - a lovely place with a wharf, ocean and grey misty mountains in the distance. Opted for the border crossing a couple of miles inland from Peace Arch thinking it would be faster. Man were we wrong. Spent an hour and 55 minutes creeping towards customs. Frustrating, but part of life here where popping over to the US to shop is a popular weekend choice. Stopped in Bellingham to pick up some shiny bits for Jack’s motorcycle.

While there I chatted with one of the clerks who said her aunt had set out on I-90 east the day before but got stopped by an avalanche and was still waiting for them to clear the pass. Firmed our decision to go south to Portland, then turn east.

The traffic down the I-5, I-405, I-5, I-205 (in that order) is awful. Worst was the 50 miles or so in the Seattle/Tacoma corridor - eight lanes in places and bumper to bumper. We persevered and got onto I-84 East about 4 pm. At this point the highway is clear of snow, beautiful and not as busy. It follows the Columbia River through a region known as the Columbia Gorge. Today we went from rain forest environment with lacy cedars, ferns growing in trees and the rock walls beside the highway to a more arid land of hoodoos and such. Its rocky, mountainous, peppered with waterfalls (many of them because of snow melt), park land and the wonderful Columbia River. This is the western portion of the Lewis and Clark Trail, and where the Oregon Trail Covered Wagon Trains passed. We’ve had great views of Mount Baker, Mount St. Helen’s, Mount Hood and Mount Ranier (I think). Awesome with the sun shining on the snow capped mountains. We also saw many orchards in blossom. Ahh Spring.

Our adventure of the day was missing the last exit for gas before we entered the park and gorge area. We were below a quarter tank and debating turning around and going back to Trout River when I spotted a small sign that said gas. So off we went. Another sign said steep hill - 10% grade for 1 ½ miles. Seemed like much longer as we made our way around hairpin bends and steadily climbed up this narrow little back road. Finally got to a little village, followed a couple more “Gas” signs and came upon a General Store with one battered rusty gas pump tucked in beside the porch. Cost $73. To fill up. The most expensive fill up we’ve ever had I think. Coming back down the hill was awesome - great views.

We drove till 7 pm, and stopped at The Dalles, a small town in the Gorge. The Gorge is not what I think of as a gorge - narrow with shear rock walls up one side, and drop offs on the other. It’s a valley with this very wide river passing through, the highway - four lanes most of the time, railway lines and a small community every 20 miles or so. The rocky mountainous landscape means many tunnels for trains, a few for the highway, and a road that is never straight or flat.

The weather was great for driving, so we decided to push on while we can. Want to get through the mountains before any more snow or heavy rains. They have been in the forecast, so we are being a bit cautious for now.

Anyway, the day has been a good test for the Rialta and she seems to be doing great. Keep your fingers crossed for us! Really looking forward to the drive ahead, some interesting country to pass through. In Oregon and Idaho and whatever comes after that. The plan is to follow I-84 to I-80.

More next time

Julie

ON THE ROAD? THINK AGAIN!!

2012-03-23T22:46:31Z

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March 23, 2012

You know what they say about best laid plans of mice and men......

When I say Rob just came in complaining about the pollen when he mowed the lawn......

If you see a black cloud of doom hanging over our heads like it does in Charlie Brown cartoons...

Got a clue yet???

Well all I can say is progress is not being made. We left Fort Langley Wednesday a.m. amid rain and hail. Got about 34 km and Jack started complaining about the rough road. A few more km and he said, that isn’t the road, the RV is running as rough as it did before we took it in to the Volkswagon dealership a couple of weeks ago. Since we had just paid them $1,000 to fix the problem we decided to go back to the Volkswagon dealer - a decision we totally regret, and will for months to come.

As we speak we are on Day 3 of them having the Rialta, and it doesn’t look like we will be getting it back today. That means Monday before they start to work on it again. Jack and I alternate between feeling sick with fear of what the bill will be, angry with this dealership that we feel is royally ripping us off, powerless because they have it in pieces and us over a barrel, frustrated that a rig that ran beautifully coming out here now seems to have a number of expensive problems; and on the flip side of the coin: lucky that it happened here, close to Rob and Elizabeth who have taken us in, and not out in the boonies. We could have been in the mountains or the middle of the prairies and got into trouble.

I think the worst part is the negative feelings we have for the dealer and the fact that we now feel we should have pulled over to the side of the road and arranged to have it towed into Vancouver to a garage and mechanic John has a lot of faith in. Would have meant a very long tow but probably better in the long run.

Anyway, we have enjoyed a longer than planned visit with friends. We hope it doesn’t prolong into the weekend. It’s a bit nerve wracking to have days passing by when we have to be in Ontario by the 4th of April for an appointment. Can of course deal with that, but we still have Mom’s apartment to clear out and to get home. We all know waiting is the hardest thing to do and its very hard under these circumstances. I just keep looking at the positive side of things. Met folks who came up from California today. They drove through all kinds of snow storms. The weather here is delightful. Rob and Elizabeth are delightful. We are not having to pay a hotel bill.

Send up a prayer for us folks. We need all the help we can get!

Julie

ON THE ROAD AGAIN

2012-03-23T21:59:05Z

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March 21, 2012

Since my last post life has been a mix of battling some kind bug which laid Jack low for a few days (it triggered his virtigo problem), trying to spend time with John and get things done that we thought we had a couple more weeks for. He and Jack got the cabinets in John’s studio basically finished after several instances of wrong measurements, mis-cutting, miss-drilling holes and hinges that don’t fit..

John helped us pack up, stowing stuff and so on. Our last day with John included putting the doors on his cabinet, a goodbye lunch with Chrissy, a photo shoot to get new head and shoulder pictures for his mother, installing some software on my computer and driving us to the campground so that he can take the car home to sell. Oh yeah, we squeezed in supper at a real Chinese restaurant. We are sad to be leaving - no doubt about it. And packing up the additional acquired stuff has been a challenge!

However we need the time to pack up Mom’s place so off we go. Plan on a quick goodbye visit with our friends Rob and Elizabeth in White Rock, short stop to pick up motorcycle chrome bits in Bellingham, and then a push down to I-84 where we hang a turn to the east and motor along I-80. They are still having problems in the mountain passes with snow and avalanches so we are going to drop down a bit.

Here’s hoping for good travelling.

Julie

FROM COASTAL RAIN FORESTS BACK TO REALITY

2012-03-18T04:41:56Z

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A few more notes from our Vancouver Island Trip - because they were noteworthy. Our sister-in-law, Sandra, really came through for me this visit. One of the reasons we enjoy Victoria so much lies with Sandra and her brother Bob. Bob takes Jack hither and thither - to lunch with the guys from the fire department, to the historical society meetings where they are rebuilding old fire trucks, the coffee shops, home shows, motorcycle shops or just to watch guy stuff on TV.

Sandra and I gad about doing our thing. One day we went to a Creative Stitching and Craft Show which I loved - lots of scrapbooking, crafty stuff to savour. We lunch at pubs and neat places And generally explore, run errands and I get to know more and more about Victoria.

So the highlight of the trip for me was a drive to Port Renfrew. 97 km from Sandra’s home in Colwood, on the Pacific coast of the Island. To get there one follows a twisty turny road from Sooke. Its quite a drive. Steep grades, one lane bridges, fabulous views. We passed through Jordan River an area dotted with Tsunami warning signs. The Nature Conservancy of Canada is trying to buy up the beach and surrrounding area to save it from development. They are also trying to protect some of Salt Spring Island and other unique natural areas.

There is quite a bit of surfing here, and we saw some of them out riding the waves, along with folks enjoying bonfires on the beach, cooking wieners on sticks warming up after a go in the surf. Cool stuff in the first week of March. We kept trucking to the small community of Port Renfrew which sits on the banks of an inlet and river that used to be navigated by coastal steamers in days past. Today this is the site of Botanical Beach and the head of the 47 km Juan de Fuca Trail which follows the wild and beautiful rainforest coastline, cradled between Port Renfrew at the west end and Jordan River at the east end. This is the land of West Coast rainforests with giant cedars and beautiful white sand beaches. Of course, we just skimmed the edges. Didn’t walk the trails - well we did scoot down one to the outhouses, but that hardly counts. We toured the funky little town, had delicious halibut and salmon at the local pub and totally enjoyed our day. Now that I have scouted it out I am determined to return - hopefully with John - stay a few days and really explore. Our day was wonderful, but just whet the appetite!

On Friday of our visit, March 9th, I got a call I have both longed for and dreaded. Longed for because it would mean my Mom has a placement in a long-term care facility. Dreaded because I’ve been worrying about being there to help Mom make the move and in my gut I knew the timing would be difficult. There was some mixup about whether she would or would not get the room but after some anxious hours they confirmed that she did, and had to move in on Monday. Thankfully Jenny and Jesse once again stepped up to the plate and helped her pack, choose what to take and what not and then moved her.

In the mean time, I waited for a piece for my glasses to arrive from Montreal - I broke my driving glasses which I really need for the trip home. We did the rounds to say our goodbyes and headed back to the mainland to sort out how to proceed. Mom’s apartment has to be cleared out, and many things handled. Looks like an early leave-taking!

Keep you posted.

Julie

COUNTING FLOWERS IN VICTORIA - MARCH BLISS

2012-03-15T18:56:24Z

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Every year, no matter where I am I dream of being in Victoria, British Columbia at the beginning of March. You see I’m normally somewhere very cold, and I’m very, very sick of winter. I think I actually turn green with envy when I think of people out in the sunshine and warmth counting flowers during the annual Victoria blossom count.

This year the official count took place between March 1 and 7. We had planned on being in Victoria for the whole week, and out counting every day - at least for a little while. If you read my previous blog you know those plans went a little awry!! Visitors, then a RV fix delayed us but thankfully we made it to Victoria in time to enjoy a few days out chasing spring. Sandra was my chauffeur - a good one because she knows the city so well. On one of our expeditions we counted:

Azaleas

Primula

Snow Drops

Pansies - although they seem to bloom all winter here so hardly counted

Magnolias

Rhododendrums

Heather - this too blooms all year

Daffodils

Narsissus

crocus

periwinkles (93 outside Sandra’s kitchen window)

Forsythia

Mock Cherry trees

and many more I don’t know the names of.

On another run Sandra took me to a downtown post office, where the Rhodie is the first to bloom every year, and to View Street where beautiful big trees are covered with pink blossoms. It was a lovely few days, what can be better than spending your time counting flowers - at the beginning of March!

Jack and I follow a pattern when we arrive on Vancouver Island. As quickly as possible we get off the busy highway into Victoria, usually darting into Sidney for coffee and a muffin at a great little spot we can’t pass by. Their Blackberry and Blueberry, Pumpkin and Peach muffins are to die for - first coffee shop on the left as you drive into town on the Thrifty Plaza.

Then we cross the Sannich penninsula and wend our way to Colwood. These backroads are delightful. Loads of lacy cedars, farms and small holdings, wonderful water views. We like to detour down towards the Mill Bay ferry terminal for another little break or, if time is not an issue, we take the windy narrow road around Porter Lake often spotting deer along the way. Loads of beautiful and creative homes to see, markets and such. Early in the year I almost always spot patches of snow drops growing wild. Later on, in the summer, we pause to pick blackberries from the brambles that grow along the roads.

One of my joys here is the proliferation of English Style pubs and delightful little eateries. For a real fun experience check out the Four Mile Pub, Six Mile Pub and Seventeen Mile Pub found between downtown Victoria and Sooke. Full of tradition, delightful pubby decor and delightful menus. For us, The Country Rose Pub, in Colwood is a must visit. It’s a neighbourhood pub in the truest tradition. Nothing fancy, but, chatty, and full of memories for us. This was the favourite hangout of Jack’s brother, George, and his Mom, Reita. Between these establishments we have enjoyed fabulous Halibut and Chips, Ribs, Mac and Cheese, Pot Roast, Popcorn Shrimp, Yorkie Sliders (roast beef in individual Yorkshire Puds served with rich wine gravy and horseradish - Yumm!), superb salads and much more.

I think one thing to remember about Victoria is that it is so much more than the downtown. No question the harbour area and downtown shops and eateries, not to mention the delightful architecture and museum are wonderful and not to be missed. But they are just the icing. There is the whole cake to enjoy. Fabulous gardens and drives to enjoy. Marine Drive is famous for its views of the Straight of Juan de Fuca and the Olympic Mountains of Washington State. Next time I'll tell you about another of our favs - the road to Sooke and beyond.

On that happy note I have to leave Victoria memories for the laundromat. Its been pouring with rain for two days, and the sun just came out so I’m spurred to action.

Julie

Life's Ups and Occasional Downs

2012-03-14T03:50:08Z

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March 6th

Sometimes its amazing how much can be squeezed into just a few days. The first biggie was hitting the sales with my friend Elizabeth. While the guys were at the Old Guys Motorcycle club meet and greet we managed to significantly add to our wardrobes at bargain basement prices. I think we scored as well as we did because we were at the doors when the stores opened. I managed to get a few duds for the conference I’m going to in May. Even better Elizabeth’s seamstress skills had sleeves shortened etc before the day was done. Have absolutely no idea how we are going to get these additional purchases packed away to head home. Its not just a few clothes. We seem to acquire “stuff” every week.

The next day we had just finished at the laundromat when Jack’s sister called to announce their imminent arrival from Edmonton. We were a little dismayed that they were driving for two days to visit with us for one day, then head home. Its winter in the Rockies and we were worried about their driving, especially considering their health problems. Anyway, they arrived and I must say we had a lovely visit. Great to connect with family and they were right - a short visit is much better than no visit!

The only down note of these days was learning that our nephew's wife faces a battle with breast cancer. However, the presence of Gordon, who has done so well battling the big C himself kept us all positive thinking.

We got together for an early breakfast on Friday, then came back and packed up the motorhome to take it in to Vancouver to get the front door locks fixed. Have I told you about our weird problem with the locks? They keep unlocking all by themselves. Lock it, walk away and they unlock. Anyway not something we want to happen when we are on the way home. Wouldn’t feel comfortable going into a restaurant or motel or store and leaving everything in an unlocked rig.

Its quite a job packing up to go on the road, after almost 4 months in one place, but we got it done - at least enough to travel 40 km. As soon as Jack started the engine a problem was obvious. Had a hard job keeping it running! So much so that we headed straight in to the Volkswagon dealership in Langley. Driving a vehicle which lugged its way along at 20 km / hr on the busy multi-lane to Vancouver was not a wise thing to do!

Two days and $997.00 later we had a new Venturi - something to do with fuel and electronics that open the throttle body or something - and a smooth running RV. However we still have to get the locks done and the guy is going to be away till the 16th.

Jack thinks the problem is the dampness or wet, but since the lock problem is also causing the windows to not go up or down (depending on which way you want them to go), we need to get it looked at. In the meantime Jack is checking the other wiring and etc., as a squirrel (we think) had chewed the cable TV cable. All fun and games.

We spent the night the Rv was in the “hospital” with John and Chrissy in Vancouver. Then, after we picked it up and set it up again, we headed for a now delayed trip to Victoria to say our goodbyes.

More about that later.

Julie

CARRY ON, CARRYING ON - AS THE BRITS SAY

2012-02-28T05:42:30Z

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Feb. 27

My week in Vancouver has passed - Jack came in Friday and we went back to Fort Langley. Now its Monday and we are back in Vancouver. Jack is helping John build some cabinets in his studio so they are currently off buying wood, screws and such.

Weather wise its been interesting the last few days. Beautiful gorgeous blue skies and sunshine, with intermittent snow. Sunday we went to a nearby park and nature preserve for a walk. It was quite interesting how the occasional black cloud would loom overhead, and it would snow like gang busters. After lingering for 10-15 minutes it would drift off, taking the precipitation with it. No snow settled for more than a few minutes. It was invigorating. The good news is that it really freshened the land and spring seems to be bursting out. In pockets so far, but there.

Two lovely mock cherry trees in the West End, not far from John and Chrissy’s place, are in bloom. Apparently they are always to first to flower in his neighbourhood. Since Vancouver has planted something like 30,000 mock cherry trees the city will soon be a picture.

Daffodils are in bloom in sheltered areas, canaries are at the bird feeders, and tiny leaves are on many of the trees. There are some big bushes near John’s that have red, white or pink flowers that sort of look like roses and fat waxy looking leaves. They have been in bloom for weeks.

We are heading for Victoria next weekend because I’ve always wanted to be there for the official blossom count and now have a chance to tie it to paid work. Its an event that earns them bragging rights for having the most flowers early in the year, in Canada - or something like that. Dates are March 1 - 7 so we will arrive for the last couple of days. In the meantime Jack’s sister and husband are driving down from Edmonton for a visit. Really looking forward to seeing them, but feeling bad that they are making that long drive through the mountains in the winter for a one day visit.

I managed to get some work done during my few days in Vancouver, but keeping John focused is not easy. Happily I was able to continue on and ask him questions as needed. I’m leaning a new software which he installed for me, as well as an upgraded publishing program. Since I learn best by doing, progress is being made on a new children’s book that I’m working on.

Having said that, I had better go referee. Jack and John are now building together. Anyone who has worked with/helped Jack or John construct will appreciate the scene in front of me. They both have their vision or opinion of what this cabinet should be which ultimately is very similar, but they come at from different directions..So John is getting all defensive and Jack very “my way is right”ish. The sad truth is Jack is usually right, but it can be a pain getting onto his thought path. The important thing is they have made progress, both seem happy with the results so far, and they will hopefully be able to finish it on Friday when we come in to get the door locks on the RV fixed. Another story for another day.

More next time,

Keep well and be happy.

Julie

THOUGHTS ON PREPARING FOR THE FUTURE

2012-02-21T04:08:03Z

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Feeling a bit like a mother sending her kid off the school for the first time, knowing that there are several busy roads to be negotiated along the way. Today Jack drove me into Vancouver, dropped me off at John’s studio and is now making his way back by himself. That means 50 miles or so of heavy traffic, first through the city on 4-lane streets, then on a 4-8 lane highway, through some pretty nasty construction. Since I’m always there as navigator it goes easy, but I worry about him being in the right lane at the right time. Silly I know, but there you go. Before I send this he will have phoned to let me know he made it.

So, its back to blogging. We’ve had a quiet few days since Seattle. Met up with friends Rob and Elizabeth a couple of times, went to a dog show in Chilliwack. Did a bit more exploring. Gotta say the dog show was fun. It was a small show, so very casual with lots of chances to talk to people. Jack met and fell in love with Charlie, a miniature Schnauzer who is a real girly, girl, just like Tipsy was.

Weather is still more wet days than sunny ones, but that doesn’t mean full blown rain. Its usually showers or light rain so not bothersome. We have learned to kick back and really enjoy the sun shine days. We head out early, taking a picnic, and enjoy the sun while we have it. Since its almost always mild temperatures we are trying to get out walking as much as Jack’s hips allow.

I talk to Mom every day. There has been quite a bit of turmoil and upset going on around her so I am totally thankful for Jenny and the fact that she has made this trip possible for us. I don’t know how I’m ever going to repay her for all she does, but I will find a way. One thing I do know is that I will have to go to Mom’s as soon as we get home, and plan on staying until she is in better housing. She really needs to be in a care facility now and we are working hard to make that happen. This scenario with Mom is a lesson for everyone. Make sure you reach old age (she is 92) with enough money and resources to live the best you can. My parents made so many mistakes. The big one was the reverse mortgage. That left Mom almost penniless. But there are other factors that came into play as well.

When Dad died we immediately began trying to get Mom to move into a seniors apartment. She wouldn’t even let us put her on the list for an apartment for a long time. Fought it every step of the way. Once she did admit she needed somewhere more suitable to live it took several years to get in. Then the fight began to get her somewhere with more care. When you have no money that is a long, frustrating, slow process which can be very depressing and demoralizing. Our hands were tied until Mom agreed to go through the interview for assessment, and sign that she wants to go into a long-term care facility. That happened in May. She is now on the list for when a space opens up in one of 5 homes. And she is going down hill - noticeably every week now instead of every few months.

Although I have every confidence in Jenny handling things there I do feel a lot of guilt and anxiety about being here instead of with Mom. It comes back to that situation referred to as the sandwich generation. The term was coined to represent people who are looking after both parents and children. I sometimes think of myself as a torte generation. I have several in my life who need cheering up by me from time to time - which is great, I’m happy to be able to support them. Especially as I in turn have folks I turn to to help keep me on an even keel. .

I’m really glad that Jack and I have had this time here. Its been good for him to be in this better climate, and more positive environment. He’s hurting because of his hip, but other than that is doing well. Its also been a very good time to reconnect with John and Chrissy as well as other friends and family. Jack and I now feel much better about our own future and look ahead with enthusiasm instead of apprehension. That is big.

Reinforces my belief that everyone needs to take a close look at their lives every 5 years or so and make the changes needed to keep them on the path that is best for their own well-being and enjoyment of life. Don’t stay in a house that isn’t suitable for old age. Upkeep, ongoing maintenance, become both costly and very difficult to cope with. As well things like stairs, dealing with snow and ice, getting the groceries from the car to the house - or when you can no longer drive - even getting groceries become huge obstacles. Changing things becomes more and more difficult as we age both physically and mentally. So do what you can, when you can, to make for the best possible later years in life.

Don’t know how I slid into that topic, but if it give you some food for thought, or encourages some thinking and planning for your future it’s a message well sent.

More next time

Julie

Comment received on blog

2012-02-21T03:52:43Z

Hi Julie,

While I am not a senior, I truly enjoyed your post about winter in Vancouver. I love Vancouver, and I always lament that we Vancouverites don't appreciate what we have. I think your post was a great "refresher" on what to appreciate about our fair city, especially in what we consider the grips of winter. Keep up the great work. PEI is the only province I haven't visited, and I look forward to that trip when it happens (however I have designed plenty of "Anne of Green Gables" porcelain dolls for the company I work for!).

Cheers,
Calum

New Westminster, BC

A VISIT WITH THE FAERIES IN SEATTLE

2012-02-15T03:13:56Z

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OK, so we were in Seattle, Washington. Went down Friday from Vancouver to do two things. Enjoy a weekend away with the kids and go to FaerieCon West - Celebrating The Magical Life. For the uninitiated that means a mix of people who enjoy fantasy, Celtic lore, fairies, mythology and the music, stories and such that go with them. The first thing to hit you is the costuming.

This event is held in the rather modern, prime and proper Ramada Renaissance Hotel. Almost the first thing we saw on arrival was people dressed in wonderful costumes. At first it seemed most had fairy wings and amazingly creative faery costumes, but then you start to see others. Children, families, men, who could have stepped out of any 1800s fairy tale. Men were dressed as elves, trolls, gypsies; but mostly as macho fairy or mystical beings. Costumes ranged from wood nymphs to centaurs to macho woodsmen, to Jules Vern inspired characters. Indeed “Steampunk” is well represented, especially by folks wearing distinctive goggles - brass and leather, they are amazingly creative, fun wear.

Filmy layers floating as people walked. Feathers, soft leathers, natural elements like leaves, semi-precious stones like amethyst; amazing colours, rich reds, turquoise, woodland greens, startling blues, purples. It was like a rainbow of all that is beautiful.

This is not a place for werewolves, vampires, witches, goth, Star Trek or the “evil” side of fantasy. Instead the fantasy touches on things like beings that live in harmony with the woodlands and nature, fairy godmothers, and such. Workshops on topics like creating masks or beaded fairy stars, puppetry, the art of story telling, and even making a baby dragon, run for all three days. There is a market area complete with a stage for all manner of presentations including a fashion show and a costume contest. Another huge market area features authors, artists, jewelry and craft makers; true gathering of artisans producing all manner of costumes, head dresses, jewelry, books, cds, and whatnots.

John drove us down to Seattle. A longer trip than planned meant we got caught in Seattle rush hour. Big lineups at the Peace Arch border crossing. We visited a Yamaha dealership for Jack on the way down, and had lunch at a Red Robin. Once in the hotel we checked out FaerieCom then John contacted his friend Pam and arranged to go to a drum fest night with her. Chrissy stayed in the hotel with us because she is down with a cold. Jack and I went to the R-View, a top floor lounge in the hotel, and had a couple of appetizers for supper. Sliders for the first time ever. Not bad.

Saturday we spent the morning at Pike’s Market - a fabulous place for anyone who likes funky little shops, exploring all the passages and ramps that make up this historic market. For anyone who isn’t familiar with Seattle I should explain that Seattle was built above and below a cliff. Back in the days of sailing ships The bustling waterfront’s piers and warehouses were at the base of the cliffs. Goods were hauled up ramps to the top. Today the ramps are a pathway to shops carrying goods from all over the world funky cafes and restaurants. As it is several stories from waterfront to the streets above the rabbit warren of all manner of things to explore is served by elevators (inside and out I think) as well as stairs. The rest of the day was spent at FaerieCon

Sunday it was back to the waterfront for a feast at The Crab Pot - they dump a pile of seafood, potatoes and corn on the table and you dig in. Jack saw it on TV (Man vs Food) so we hunted it out. Great fun. Then we visited musical friends of John’s for the afternoon before heading back to Vancouver. Got an introduction to the magical sound of singing bowls and a glimpse into John’s life with didje enthusiasts.A lovely weekend indeed.

More next time

Julie

Sunshine and beaches

2012-02-08T05:42:57Z

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Feb 7 - 2012

The weather has been so glorious I’ve been going for walks along the river or around the campground if we don’t get out and about. Today, Jack came back from the old farts motorcycle coffee meet, cooked up cornbeef hash and eggs on the barbecue and (once fueling was completed) we set out in search of Crescent Beach.

It long intrigued me. Juts out into the water on the northeast end of the bump of land that is White Rock. Tom and Joan recommended it so off we went. To avoid traffic we took to the country roads and ended up coming into White Rock from the south. This town is actually at the border with the U.S. and has water on three sides. The waterfront area is basically salt water, beach or rocks, park and walking area, parking, street, dozens of eateries of huge variety. It’s a popular touristy spot but we had no idea. Now it is a lovely day 13 c and sunny so you expect to see people walking here. There is a great pier to walk out on, and loads of places to soak up the sun. But it was packed. Bumper to bumper traffic, very few parking spots left. Man it was crowded. On a Tuesday afternoon on February 7th. Old folks, folks with dogs, moms with kids and babies strapped front or back.

Was tempted by the pier, but we kept going, following Marine Drive to its end, then heading north to Crescent Beach. It’s a little forgotten end of town that obviously was once cottage heaven. Today many of the cottages are being replaced by houses, but it still retains a sort of ramshackle look. These homes/cottages are so tightly together than many are only reachable by alleys, but they are all well looked after. Obviously loved.

We basically followed the road to the end and found ourselves at a lovely area - park and walkways along the shore. From where we stood we could see across a bay to Delta, and beyond that the city of Vancouver, backed by the snow-topped mountains. Sheer beauty. There was a dog beach here, being used. I think it is so civilized here, they don’t ban dogs. Hey provide special areas for them to enjoy - thus keeping them on leashes and controlled in other areas. We spent a couple of delightful hours talking to a crab fisherman on a short wharf, walking on the beach, taking photos, watching the seabirds and trying to figure out just what we could see across the water. We found a take out/restaurant/bar on the beach. A glass walled patio was perfect for coffee and Key Lime Cheesecake.

The temperatures are supposed to drop and the rains return tomorrow, so we delighted in today. Tomorrow we pack for our trip to Seattle with John and Chrissy. Our motto: Seize the Moment - For Tomorrow it Could Snow!

CROSSING THE FRASER & MORE

2012-02-08T03:45:38Z

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Feb 6 -2012

The last few days have been great fun. John came out and had lunch with us, then we all ventured off to the big RV show in Abbotsford. Had a lovely time picking our favourites from the amazing rigs. Some are like palaces on wheels - a little to pretentious for this chick. The shows they put on in Abbotsford and great because they are easy to get to and bring together a big variety under one roof. It was a fun day with John.

We thought about going back the next day, but it was so nice we opted for a drive in the country instead. Packed a picnic, headed for Mission and then ventured a bit north of the populated areas to explore. First stop was the Mission Golf and Country Club. Whoeee! So lush and green.. Next, found an area with several dams and resulting lakes and a power generating station with a lovely park area below them. Had our picnic, strolled along the beach and just kept savouring the outdoors. I have a love of the mountains and rocks and trees and mosses and ferns (probably said that many times before). It was quite a shock to end up back in the noisy bumper to bumper traffic of Maple Ridge, but necessary.

You see there are only so many ways to cross the Fraser River. A tunnel close to the coast, a couple of bridges in south Vancouver, then the Golden Ears Bridge at Maple Ridge, which takes one to Walnut Grove, which is just west of Fort Langley. The next is further up the Fraser Valley - east of us by 45 minutes on the four-lane - at Mission. I think the next one is at Chilliwack. So, if you cross the Fraser you have to know how to get back to your side. Sometimes that means heavy traffic. Actually most of the time the bridges near Vancouver are bumper to bumper traffic - traveling at 80 to 100 km/hr.

On Saturday Sandy, our sister-in-law from Victoria came for a visit so after lunch in the RV we strolled the village of Fort Langley. It was fun to have someone to explore the little shops with. We really played tourist. Poked around in antique shops, gift shops and such before heading in to Langley for supper at a Portugese restaurant. Sunday we did a buffet breakfast, then a country drive and a lovely couple of hours wandering the Fort Langley National Historic Site. This fort is the birthplace of British Columbia. It was a Hudson Bay Company outpost in the 1800s. Set up by the British for fur trading and laying claim to the land that was to become British Columbia. French voyageurs, native peoples and Hawaiians (yup really) all played roles in the settlement. Fascinating history all interpreted by costumed players. This Historic Site is the only one open 365 days a year and there is something going on all the time. It’s a real part of the community. We wrapped up Sandy’s visit with ice cream at the local 50s diner. One of our favourite places.

This is a very pleasant way to spend life. Went for a lovely walk along the river today. Met a fellow camper and got to talking about birds. The jays were kicking up a racket this am when I went for my bathroom run. We got to talk about the Blue Jays of home, compared to the Stellar Jays here. Turns out he and his wife are from Scott’s Bay, Nova Scotia doing the same thing as we are - wintering in this milder climate. We have a mutual friend. They are heading back about the same time as we will.

We’ve met a real variety of people here and had lots of discussions about the Rving life. Enlightening!

Spring weather draws us to the great outdoors

2012-02-07T04:15:52Z

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Hard to believe its been almost 3 weeks since I posted onto this blog. Amazing how day after day passes by. Yet, a lot has been happening.

Just days after my last post Jack and I went to the big Motorcycle Show held each year in Abbotsford. He was in seventh heaven. Met our friend Rob there, a couple of other people he knows and got to pretend he was shopping for a new bike, or the various bits and pieces that seem to be necessary to enjoy riding a motorcycle. He managed to leave with a fancy, smantzy new riding jacket. I gave the show a quick walk through, then found a quiet corner and read my book.

One of the other things on our agenda for this time in BC was to check out the living situation. For several years we have been dithering between going Rving full time which means buying a bigger RV, or keeping the Rialta and keeping a home base. The question is PEI or BC? Apartment or buy a place? What are our options? So we devoted some time to doing some research into what housing options there are. And whether we could live 12 months a year in an RV.

There are so many things to consider that the research is quite time concerning. We have visited many RV dealers, and gone out with real estate agents. We have also checked in to things like insurance, medical and taxes. The cost of things here vs PEI. Amazingly we have found an option that might work for us. Haven’t made any firm decisions yet. Need to finish this trip, figure out medical stuff and not make a rush decision about anything.

The research has been fun. We have explored the Fraser Valley and discovered some wonderful places. Among my favourite discoveries:

- River road - west out of Fort Langley it follows the river, passing through blue berry fields, cranberry bogs and vineyards to an area that is a linear park alongside the Fraser River. Last week we spotted at least 6 beautiful eagles in the trees right above us. Also saw a stork up top of a big old dead tree. The land is flat along the river, with numerous and varied farms, but to the south rises abruptly to another plateau of sorts. The up road is steep and twisty, wild with beautiful trees and plants. Its quite a transition. Across the river the mountains rise up, appearing closer than they are. The snow caped mountains are beautiful.

- ‘0' road. This road runs right along the border with Washington State. I get a kick out of the fact that there is a road, 10-12' with a ditch in the middle and another road. One road is Canada, the other the U.S.A. No fences, just a market every mile or two and every so often a border crossing. Again some of the scenery is fantastic.

In the course of all of this we have enjoyed a stint of wonderful weather. Sun shining, temperature creeping up so that it is now 10-13 degrees in the afternoons. We visited friends the other day in Langley. She is an avid gardener - he is a 75+ motorcycle enthusiast. They have a lovely home where spring was evident. Two flowering shrubs/trees were in flower so she had sprigs on the table in her sun room. One was an olive bush - smelled divine, the other an ornamental tree that looked like it had been transplanted from Japan. The yellow flowers were beautiful. Pussy Willows are out. But best of all - the grass is green. It has been green since we got here in November but now it’s a lush spring, vibrant green. I love green.

On that happy note, its time to say bye for now. Hope everyone is having as enjoyable winter as we are.

Julie