On the Road Again

27 Apr 24

06:35 hrs

     I am laying in bed, snuggled against the cool spring temperature with my Lobster beside me. We have taken the Mobile Wayward Inn down Island for a weekend getaway. There's a campsite that is in Totem Town that we've stayed at before. It's most of the way to Capital City, about an hour out. This gives us the opportunity to visit my Cuz'n and her Lobster. In addition to this, the Onion had to come to Capital City to complete some official paperwork so we're going to have brunch with her, prowl the labyrinth of FanTan Alley and peruse a bookstore.

28 Apr 24

13:15 hrs

     We are now home safe and sound with pretty much all of our goals accomplished. We met up with the Onion and went for brunch at Fuego's. We had been there several times over the years but this time the food seemed to be lacking something so we won't be back. There was one book I spotted that I would lime to get but I'll wait til it's in the Big Box Store at half the price. IMO, no first edition hard cover book is worth $50 or more, and that includes G.Lee's Big Book of Bass which was listed at $100 Cdn, unless it's some ancient tome from Willy Shakespeare or Chaucer.

     We met up with my Cuz'n and her Better Half at their place. It's always good to touch base with family. We played some cards - Screw Your Neighbour - which yours truly took both games. It was dark and drizzly on the drive home to the campsite but we were in no rush and took our time.

     This morning we has breakfast played two games of crib, which I lost and then proceeded to pack up. It didn't take us long and we were on the road by 10:00 hrs. The wind and elevation was against us and the Ram ate more fuel on the return leg. We also had to dodge competitors in the annual Snow to Surf race who were cycling along both sides of the highway. A pretty dodgey thing to be doing when large vehicles hauling even larger units right alongside your head at 80 km. Hmmm...do I swerve into the oncoming lane or do I clip the cyclist into the ditch? Decisions, decisions. 

     Mortality raised its ugly head last night when I saw a post from a Brother in Arms who reported that a former crew member of ours has passed away. He was younger than myself, I think. It seems that fallen friends are accumulating fast. Last year it was a former M/Cpl and another the year before that. If you have a network of former friends I would ask you to keep in touch with them. Phone calls are best.