BAMFIELD AND CHALLENGE

Well its Monday…so another weekly challenge.  This week it is 'beware the beverage'.  She goes into detail about how soda, sugared or artificially sweetened, juice etc…are bad for you.  She then suggests substitutions like water with sliced lemon..yeah like thats a good substitute.  She's right but it isn't the same.

The last couple of days have been awesome.  On Fri evening I was cooking dinner when there was a knock at the door.  Monte opened it and in came crazy Ed from across the street…and he was drunk.  If you know anything about me at all you know how much I don't handle drunk hobos very well.  He staggered into the kitchen and hugged me (ewwww smelly) then kept touching me all over (I kept shoving him away) and talking and slobbering.  And where was Monte?  NOT THERE!!!  He had gone into his room and was on the phone.  He left me alone with that guy!!!  So I went and got him (turned out he was phoning his friend Pat across the street who keeps an eye on Ed).  He finally left but I felt besmirched after!  (shovel list)

The next morning we got away to Bamfield.  I drove up and Monte drove back.  We talked and listened to music and the trip went by so fast.  The road was awful as usual, but certainly not the worst I have seen it.  We stopped at Pachena Bay first at the entrance to the West Coast Trail.  What an amazing peaceful healing piece of earth.  We walked and walked and sat on logs and walked some more and took pics.  For twenty years that was our summer back yard!

We then drove on into Bamfield and really I can't explain how I felt.  Its been six or seven years and after living in this place for twenty years, part time, building a house, getting to know so many, it was a bit of a mind psyche.

We drove down to our log house first.  Still the same curtains and stuff in the house.  They weren't home so we were able to look in windows etc…  It was hard.  So much personal history there.

We drove around every inch of Bamfield after that.  We went up and saw Mom's old place and ran into people we knew here and there.  Found out that Rod Dyck, the fellow who built our house and we became really good friends with had died the week before.  Cancer.  Kind of a gut wrencher…we were going to go see him while we were there.  We had dinner in the pub and in the hotel room we watched an episode of Game of Thrones.  The next day we met a really good friend for breakfast at the local cafe then headed home.

We got home early enough to make a dinner for Pat and Ange.  They came over and we had the nicest evening.  Today Monte is going to the gym this morning and we are going to finish cleaning his house.  I am making a big roast beef dinner complete with yorkshire puds for the neighbourhood.  I think everyone is coming.  I shall take pics!  TTYL

140 BUCKS PER NIGHT…CAPTIVE AUDIENCE

SWAMP WE SAW ON THE WAY HOME

IMAGINE BEING PAWED AND HUGGED BY THIS LOVELY FELLOW

IN THE SWAMP

PACHENA AND KEENAI

PART OF OUR LOG HOUSE WE BUILT

ITS THE ONE ON THE RIGHT…THAT WHOLE TOP TRIANGLE OF FRONT WINDOW GLASS IS NATIVE STAINED GLASS

STUFF THEY DON'T WANT…ALL STUFF SPOD AND I BOUGHT FOR THE PLACE…I WANTED TO TAKE IT ALL BACK

THEY HAVE REBUILT THE DECK AND ITS SO BEAUTIFUL…THIS IS WHAT I WANT IN VICTORIA.  SEE THOSE TWO PLATTERS LEANING ON THE WINDOW?  ONE IS A YELLOW AND BLUE SUN AND THE OTHER IS A YELLOW AND BLUE MOON.  I WOULD KILL TO HAVE THOSE BACK

THE LITTLE CHAIRS THAT BOB (MY NOW DECEASED STEP-DAD) BUILT

SORRY FOR THE BAD PIC BUT FOR THOSE OF YOU THAT SPENT HOURS AND HOURS IN THIS HOUSE HERE IS A FAMILIAR GLIMPSE

COAST GUARD STATION FROM MARINE STATION

A FAMILIAR SPOT…MARINE STATION

THE NEW 'CLAMSHELL' AT THE MARINE STATION