Zero to Sixty – the next installment

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It’s been a busy month. I’m finally getting around to the next few achievements in my life thus far. It’s tough thinking about your life — what you have and have not done with it. I re-read my previous posts to get an idea of what I’d already written about and I was pleasantly surprised. My life has been a good one.

Here goes with some more of what sticks out for me:

36.  Taking a road trip to Arizona with Tim, and my brother and sister-in-law Rick and Connie. We drove to Vegas, then to Sedona. The scenery was breathtaking. We stopped at the Grand Canyon — truly as beautiful as the postcards make it. I can see why Canadians flock there in the winter.

37.  Going by motorcycle from our home in Bon Accord, AB to Dartmouth, NS. We were gone for three absolutely incredible weeks. We drove through every major city along the way, followed the Loyalist route and King’s Highway through Ontario and Quebec, had a lobster roll in Shediac, NB, walked the ocean floor at the Bay of Fundy, saw Stephen King’s house in Bangor, Maine, ate deep dish pizza in Chicago, drove by the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame in Cincinnati, slept like the dead in Toledo, and along the way we met some of the nicest and best people – on both sides of the border.

38.  Taking our son to Disney World for his 10th birthday. This was the only flying holiday we ever had as a family. We had so much fun on that trip — we also took in Universal Studios — Ghostbusters, The Jetsons, Indiana Jones; went to Sea World — hand fed sting rays, pet sea urchins, got splashed by Namu; and went to Cape Canaveral and the Kennedy Space Science center – Tim and Landon were completely in awe of all the space craft and the simulation command center.

39.  Being elected President of our Local Union — SSD#24 Local 4625. I held this position for 7 years and it was one of the most rewarding and personal growth opportunities I’ve ever had. I learned so much about people during that time — and how important it is to be involved and knowledgeable about how work works.

40.  Summer holidays spent in the back of a station wagon when mom and dad would take us home to Ontario. No air conditioning, eight kids — one in front with mom and dad, two in the back and five in the middle. My sister and I would be on the floor with pillows behind the front seat and the other three would share the seat. Dad telling stories about the Indian braves Falling Rock and Sharp Shoulders. Black flies, no-seeums and mosquitoes. Dad teaching us to skip rocks. The sound of loons in Northern Ontario when we were camped for the night. Mom making baloney sandwiches while dad drove — soft white bread, a slice of baloney and mustard — the best sandwiches ever.

July 5th — My Dad’s birthday

Happy Birthday to my father who turns 73 (or is it 74?) today.  Him and Mom live 3 provinces away, so unfortunately I won’t be able to go have cake with them to celebrate, but he should be getting my really funny card in a day or two.  I am always late these days with the cards.  It’s a Black family thing.  Just ask my parents.

So, I am fully immersed in the joy of being on holiday.  These first few days have been pretty terrific.

We’ve ordered our new patio door — should be ready in 8 to 9 weeks.  Just as long as it’s in before winter.  That’s all I care about.  We have altered our deck plans — yet again.  We may be expanding it a little.  We’re taking a few days to really think it through.

Of my list of things to do I got the bathroom cleaned yesterday.  Yeah!  Not that it was Hoarder’s filthy or anything like that, I just needed to wash those walls and the baseboards in the worst way.  Now I can sleep at night!

On a personal writing goal type of note — I put six poems in the mail yesterday.  Stuff I had written a couple of years ago, the six I chose to send off are all about relationships — didn’t realize when I was writing them that they made a nice little sextet.  We’ll see what happens.  Fingers are firmly crossed.

This weekend I’m heading off to the mountains with a couple of friends.  We’re going whitewater rafting and horseback riding.  All in the same day.  There will be a barbecue in the evening to wind everything up.  Am so looking forward to this trip.  We’ll do some hiking and some soaking in the hot springs at Banff.  Heather and I are planning on taking the Cowboy Trail home — it’s a beautiful drive — have done it many times.  The scenery is often breathtaking and so much nicer than rushing back along the #2.

This past Sunday Tim and I finally got out on the bike for a little day trip.  We travelled to Evansburg and stopped at the Pembina River Campground for lunch.  Now, it was not particularly warm on Sunday — at one point only 16 degrees — that was around 2:30 I believe, but still, down there on the river were hardy Canadians determined to get the most out of a summer long weekend.

There were dozens of people in bathing suits and shorts tubing down the river.  Not only was the air not warm, the water was colder!  I had to laugh, though, at their blithe determination.  Everyone was laughing and having a grand old-time.  We ate our lunch up above the river in a small stand of spruce trees that sheltered us from the wind and the mosquitoes.  Then, because the sky was getting darker by the second we decided we better hit the road again.

We just got back out on the highway when the rain started.  It only lasted about 10 minutes, so we weren’t too bad off.  We drove to Mayerthorpe thinking we’d stop to get a coffee and warm up a bit, but couldn’t find a coffee shop anywhere.  So, back out on the road we went.

About 20 minutes from Mayerthorpe on Highway 44 we came across Rochfort Bridge.  A tiny little hamlet named after the bridge just a short ways away.  We stopped at the lovely little gift shop/restaurant to take a peek.  There’s a small, four building museum,  a vegetable market and the gift shop.  In behind this are about two dozen homes, well hidden by scrub and tall grass.  I can’t imagine what anyone does there.  Beautiful country surrounds the place, but there is nothing but fields and highway for miles in any direction.  Kids must go stir crazy.

We managed to make it the rest of the way home without getting rained on too much — a few sprinkles here and there. The trip was a good six hours and by the time we got home we both needed a nap.  A lovely way to spend a Sunday.

Well, that’s what I’ve been up to for the past few days.  Hope everyone else is having a fantastic summer, or a not too terrible winter.