OH! THE SMELLS

 The smells of spring coming in the window behind my head, and the noises, are almost euphoric.  Freshly mown grass, birds chirping and singing, robins squawking, lawn mowers mowing, the faint smell of lawn mower gas, children playing outside, neighbours chatting and laughing......so wonderful!

We went to Tofino yesterday to visit Graeme.  Half the road is fantastic and beautiful and half is pretty tough driving.  It is very very curvy and a slow toss aroundish.  Plus the traffic is only let through once an hour where they are still trying to fix the giant land slide that happened over two years ago.  I have been going to Tofino for almost three years now and we have been held up every time, coming and going.  We waited almost an hour each way yesterday.  But we sat back, relaxed, didn't sweat it and listened to awesome music.

We drove to Ukey while we were there. After picking up Toony we drove into Tofino to find a spot to have a meal.  You know, I hate Tofino.  Its like a mini overcrowded  Whistler...which I intensely dislike as well.  No one is over twenty, physically or mentally.  They all are super privileged, have too much money and are white.  There was not one person of colour there.  They all wear goochie toques, overpriced hiking boots, long flowy scarves, no masks and would be carrying ten dollar coffees, but there is absolutely nowhere to get one.  If there was it would be closed. And sometimes you would see them sitting on an overcrowded patio drinking booch.  And there was nowhere to eat, and if there was there would be nowhere to park.  Stupid town. 

 It isn't even pretty.  You can't see the ocean in Tofino.  At least in Whistler you can look up and beyond the sea of spoiled brats and take in the mountains.  So we drove the half hour to Uclulet, can't spell it sorry.  Thats why I call it Ukey.

I love Ukey.  Back in the day we occasionally would hop into our boat in our place in Bamfield  and cross the Broken Island group and go to Ukey for lunch at the Blue Crab cafe.  It would take about an hour at least and about 200 bucks in gas and that was in the late nineties.

Yesterday we found a little place with room on the patio and lots of parking and full of normal people, even some old ones!  The boys did drink kamboucha, or booch as we call it.   They had hot dogs and I had smoked salmon sliders.  Yum.

On the way back we stopped at a place recommended to us by a strange lady that was sitting on the dock to the Zed hotel while we waited for Graeme.  I can't even describe the place she recommended.  It is a boardwalk through a strange twisty tree bog.  I shall put pics below.

Well Ange has hired someone to move her in on the 29th.  Actually it is Stu, my handyman and his sidekick.  We are pretty excited about this!!!  It is going to be really nice to have a woman in the house.  This will be the first time in many many many years I haven't lived in an all male house.  April was the last one and even then there were two or three men in the house to her one.  I can't wait.  In a way I really envy Ange.  To have one big room that held everything I owned and kitchen and bathroom elsewhere...someone else's problem.  So simple and perfect.

Well thats it folks.  Have a lovely day, lovely spring and stay safe.  TTYL

'An arrogant mind lives in it's own little reality where it is entitled to everything.' VKBoy

STILL WORKING ON IT

THE BOYS

LONG LONG WAITS

ON THE WAY TO THE ZED DOCK

THE BOG  BOARDWALK THROUGH TWISTY TREES 

IT LOOKS LIKE HIS EYE FELL OUT ONTO THE GROUND