17:20 hrs.
26 July 14
Again, there are deer signs as you come into the Town of Comox. Not just the regular deer signs. These are the "EXPECT DEER ON OUR ROADS" signs. The little brown bastards are everywhere. In gardens, on the road, the front yard, the garden. Did I mention the garden?
The towns in the Valley have not yet been questioned about a cull. But its only a matter of time. Hopefully, it will be done in a manner that won't piss off the tree hugging eco-nuts.
FAT CHANCE OF THAT HAPPENING!
Regardless of the manner of capture and disposal I hope the people running the show have the common sense to have the meat processed and handed over to the soup kitchens. I have heard of some districts carting off the animals, be it deer, elk or even moose, straight to the landfill. There may not be a lot of meat on these little Island Blacktails but something is better than nothing especially when society is always looking for a way to feed the less fortunate.
I was off to the Salt Mine today and my BETTER HALF played tour guide for the Japanese students. They were off to Mount Washington where they rode the chair lift to the top to feed the whiskey jacks. I found out later that they had laughed when they discovered the mountain's INFAMOUS BRA TREE. For years ladies, both young and old, have been pitching a spare bra or two into the woodline on the right hand side as you ride up the lift.
The other prime event was the bungy trampoline. Again, these guys had a great time bouncing over anf over. Loads of fun.
Tomorrow its time for WEENIES ON THE BEACH. The tide will be just starting to come in about 1300. I'm slogging about until 19500900 so I'll catch up to the pack later. It will be another dsy of fun in the sun. AND NO BUGS! Ha Ha Ha!
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