Winnipeg Rifles Regiment member Cpl. Dave Anderson on the honour guard to remember the fallen on Remembrance Day at Vimy Ridge Park in Winnipeg, Manitoba this morning.
Ahoy, matey. We finally got HMS "Paddle Princess" into the water yesterday. It was an exciting moment (so much so, I returned a brand new 2006 Softtail, early, to the Harley shop after my Hawg broke down on the expressway) to launch the canoe and check her "sea-legs". Anyhow, enough delusional imagery, the canoe works fine. Joe designed a mount for the electric motor and we spent the remainder of the afternoon tilling down the local rivers and streams, exchanging salutations with numerous fishermen and kayakers, and, slipping up on the different wetland inhabitants and startled the heck out of more than a few Herons and Egrets along the way. The next test will be to drop in the lake and do some fishing. As mentioned earlier, the Hawg died. OUCH. Its like some indispensable body part has been removed. Nonetheless, I was rescued by the arrival of the truck and trailer from t he Local Harley shop and, as we rode back to the dealership, I mused out loud that I was ...
Well the sun slowly settles downward in the west over ILER Beach's horizon leading out past the Lake Erie mouth of the Detroit River and beyond towards Monroe County in Michigan, let me just say, it's been a full day. Lately a full day's criteria does not seem to take near as much anymore, since my motorcycle wounds and the subsequent healing game my body endures every day. A simple walk in the park, so to speak, can be a bleeding drain on energy stock piles on me the equivalent of which, remind me of a full week of negotiations at the bargaining table when I chaired the National negotiating teams for the railway workers. Or so it seems. I spent the day touring a greenhouse operation in Leamington with Val and her sister and flourished in the distracting production of colourful plants and flowers that filled thousands of square feet of computerized climate controlled growing houses. The thousands of different flower combinations and planter designs seemed to fill my eyes...
Well, did you all survive the birthday party for Canada??? I could hear the fireworks poppin all the way from here, well, when the hum of the a/c was not drowning them out. Its schticky here today. I am gonna carry on celabratin'....I got an email from home remindin me of all the birthdays comin up in the next few days for the kinfolk, so there's no point stoppin now, eh? Well maybe a pause just long enough for a few strokes lookin fore the elusive par over at Oxley Golf Coarse with John and Barb this morning. Speaking of drowning things out, the seas on the lake have been rough the last few days. I had my morning coffee out on the shore and I usually can spot some good stuff washed up, but pickins were slim this time. That old saying springs to mind about "some yada yada yada garbage is some yada yada yada treasure". Maybe tomorrow my treasure will wash up. I get quite a collection of beach stuff piled up some days. Nothing more exotic than some washed up ship bits ...
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