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  • Early morning


    Early morning
    Originally uploaded by Big Dadoo

    I was up sort of early this morning, not quite early enough to catch the sunrise, but definitely some nice calm quiet time to do some reading down a the dock. I’m currently reading Waking the Dead: The Glory of a Heart Fully Alive by John Eldredge and enjoying the book very much.

    After some reading I’m feeling the need, the need for speed, on the bike that is. So, after attaching a second water bottle cage and loading up, I’m off for a run into Kenora. The route is about a 40km return trip with the usual hill climbs to get from our branch road out to the highway. After that, it’s paved shoulders all the way, but with some longer, less steep grades. In preparation for the upcoming mountain hike of Mt. Thompson, I’m climbing every hill out of the saddle to work the legs more and hopefully simulate more of a climbing exercise that will pay off when we’re hiking.

    Garry & the Bike
    Garry and the Bike
    Originally uploaded by Big Dadoo

    Just after starting the ride, it started to rain, and then it rained harder, but hey it’s warm and it’s only water so I push on to Kenora. It rains the entire way for about one hour, and I’m fully soaked. After a little crusing around town, it’s back to the cottage. This part of the ride is rain-free, but there are still puddles and spray from cars. When I’m back I notice a gritty feeling in my mouth were I’ve apparently inhaled some road debris. Yummy!

    Shirley in the Kayak
    Shirley in the Kayak
    Originally uploaded by Big Dadoo

    After making a post-ride breakfast of bacon and eggs, it’s down to the dock, where it’s now hot and sunny with very few clouds. Shirley and I head out for a paddle in the kayaks down to the bottom of the bay and I’m starting to think that a shirt would have been a good idea as the hot sun is frying my back. However, things change quickly and as we’re paddling back a thunder clap is heard and we’re caught in a downpour and get totally soaked by the time we’re back at the dock. An hour later as I write this, it’s clear and sunny again. It’s been quite a weather day!

    Tonight, nobody cooks as we’re going out to the Plaza Restaurant to celebrate a birthday.

  • Morning Kayak Paddle

    This morning after doing a little reading at the dock while enjoying a light breakfast, I paddled over to Hay Island to investigate the shoreline and see what’s happening on this part of the lake. Yesterday, on our walk to the point, Shirley and I discovered that there had been some activity with the power line and a new submarine power cable had been layed out from out point. Well, it turns out that the destination is this area on Hay Island. As I went down the west shore I notices a short 3′ metal pole near the waterline which is typical for an electrical cable coming ashore. A closer look shows new cable similar to the one laid off our point and it loops from location to location on this part of Hay Island, where there are lots for sale. The weather was good with a light breeze. At the start it was overcast but clear off on the way back for a nice sunny paddle, a total of 7.7km for the trip.

    I think I’ll spend the rest of the day working on the kayak rack. This amy involve a trip to town for supplies/parts so we’ll see how much gets done today. After all, there is always tomorrow.

  • Settling in

    It’s Sunday and we’ve slept in and had a late brunch. I think today will just be about doing a few odd jobs around the cottage and taking is easy. Having a nap on the dock sounds like an excellent possibility. Shirley and I took a walk on my trail out to the point and took a few photos. It’s overcast but pleasant and we’re still thinking about the good time at the wedding.

  • Reflecting

    It’s the day after the wedding and we’re taking it easy around the house. Gail and Gord are staying with us and we’re reflecting on yesterdays activities and catching up on family news over a couple of cups of coffee. After breakfast we head out to the lake. Gail and Gord are returning a rental car and heading out with the Bonniville so they can return on Wednesday.

    We’re packing for vacation, so that takes the rest of the afternoon and we’re on the road at about 5:30pm. After unloading and a late evening snack at the cottage everyone is zapped and it’s early to bed. Looking forward to a relaxing couple of weeks.

  • Wedding day for Scott & Mandi

    Friday July 11th, 2008 Scott and Mandi are married. The day was quite wonderful, the bride was radiant, lovely and always smiling and the groom was beaming with love for his bride. The weather cooperated and while it rained in the morning, it was dry for the photos and the sun came out just as Mandi came down the isle on top of the Winnipeg Art Gallery for the outdoor ceremony.

    The reception and dinner downstairs was excellent and the live band rocked the house with something for everyone and really made for a great party atmosphere. I hope everyone had as much fun as I had, it was a great time and of course extra special for a parent.

    After getting home we were too jazzed up to go to sleep so we stayed up and talked about the day. We are so proud of Scott and Mandi and love them so very much and it’s so wonderful to have another daughter in the family.

    This day marks another stage in our life as well as theirs. Once again time seems to have flown by and the wedding that was a long way off has come and gone so quickly. Now it’s very official, it’s just Shirley and I at home now. Things are quieter, there is not early morning alarm going off or any late night arrivals, it’s just us. And we’re enjoying this phase of our journey on life’s highway as well.

  • Can you spare some change?

    My normal answer until today was no. In fact it was a little worse that
    no, I’d ignore the person, as if they didn’t exist. I’d just walk on
    by, perhaps I’d shake my head, but generally I’d not speak to them or
    acknowledge them in any serious way. If you walk around in any major
    city, you will be approached by somebody asking for something, money,
    food, shelter. I’ve always been torn about this issue. Should I give
    them money? Will it help? What would it be used for? How could some
    spare change impact or help somebody, so I ignored them, until today.

    I recently listened to a man speak about inclusion, and how the most
    difficult thing for a homeless person begging for money on the street
    was not that you wouldn’t give them anything, but the fact that you
    wouldn’t even acknowledge that they existed! He admitted that the money
    may not help there situation very much, but the act of giving them
    something meant that you had to stop what you were doing, think about
    the other person, acknowledge the other person and take some sort of
    positive action. This really struck a chord in me, and I’m going to try
    and do something about it. Generally, I do have some change to spare,
    and even if I don’t at the time I think ‘ll try to stop and acknowledge
    them as a person, a person who is valuable and important.

    Today, I had two opportunities to put it into practice. On the way out of the
    library after picking up a book, I was approached by a man who was
    perhaps in his late 20’s early 30’s. Instead of asking for money, he
    asked if I appreciated a good joke. Without waiting for much of a
    response, he launched into a Texan joke as we walked up the street. It
    was a fairly long joke and a good one as it turned out. At the end he
    said he was raising money for something and I gave him some change. As
    we parted company, he offered another short joke. This encounter
    certainly exceeded my expectations. Within another block, a second
    gentleman approached me with the more traditional request, money for a
    bus ticket. I gave him my remaining change. He seemed quite surprised,
    and happy. With a big smile he thanked me and we parted company. I felt
    good about the whole thing. I have no idea about what purpose the money
    will be used for, but it felt right acknowledging them as fellow human
    beings on this journey of life.

  • The Ride Report – 07/05/2008


    Flat Changing Competition
    Originally uploaded by Big Dadoo

    My Stats

    Distance 93.80km
    Average speed 31.80 km/hr
    Max Speed 57.4 km/hr
    Ride Time 2:54:50

    A good ride again today after missing last weeks ride since we were at the lake. Today was the annual picnic, so there was great food and drink post-ride. Conditions were windy and as usual, coming up 206 was pretty hard for me, especially as I found my self at the front just as we’re starting up on of the hills.

    The temperatures were hot, in the high 20’s and into the 30’s. I drank a lot of fluids on the ride, and inhaled a water and 3 soft drinks at the picnic. The flat tire changing competition was fun to watch. The fastest time was about 1 minute and 30 seconds, and the longest a very respectable 6 minutes.

  • The Ride Report


    FOG Riders
    Originally uploaded by Big Dadoo

    My Stats

    Distance 107.32 km
    Average speed 30.05 km/hr
    Max Speed 49.8 km/hr
    Ride Time 3:20:12

    Today’s ride was a little longer that typical due to taking the Cooks Creek route option. The weather was very fine with temperatures in the mid-20s and a clear sky for the ride as you can see from the picture that I took during the ride. The photo was a little tricky, but now I have my own photo’s of the group.

    It was a very large group today and at times quite unruly with people riding 4 across, some cutting into the line, and a near bump on River Road, but nothing compared to what happened at the end.

    We’re just coming up Henderson Hwy approaching the Legion, just a few minutes from finishing the ride, and two riders go down right in front of me. I manage to brake without getting rear-ended and put off onto the grassy shoulder and avoid getting tangled up in the crash. Wow, do these things happen fast!

    From what the riders involved said, the first rider to go down had his front wheel bumped by the rider in front of him as he moved over a bit. This started a nasty wobble for the first rider to go down that he couldn’t recover from, and the second person was just unable to get out of the way. It may be a little harsh, but this was a self-inflicted crash, as the first rider to go down must have been overlapping wheels with the rider ahead. I’ve been cautioned on this before and now I’m quite careful to avoid overlapping for just this reason. Perhaps in a race, or the Tour de France the pro’s will ride in this position, but on a group ride of amatures, it’s a receipe for trouble. Well, both riders seemed physically OK, but bike damage my be another story. Being that close to a crash gave me a new respect for the issues of riding in a group in a tight formation.

  • Cottage Stuff


    Water Control Valve
    Originally uploaded by Big Dadoo

    For some reason opening the cottage this year seems to be taking longer that ever. Traditionally, May long weekend and it’s all done. Here we are on June 24th and the boat has yet to be flipped over and put in the water.

    Perhaps, the fact that I’m sitting around and enjoying my 2nd, soon to be 3rd cup of coffee that is impeding progress. With the cottage now entering it’s 26th year, every year seems to bring a new little challenge to the start up process. This year, it was the “blue thing” over there. It’s a part of the washing machine that as I write is shaking the cottage on the spin cycle. Hmmmm, that foundation really needs to be checked out. But hey, it’s been like this since day 1.

    Back to the “blue thing”. After getting the water on and hooking everything up, I thought I was done, but not so. On one trip into the workshop I noticed that the carpet was wet, never a good sign. It seems that one of the hoses was leaking. The first attempt was to tighten the hose. Didn’t work. Second try was to replace the hose as it seemed to be coming from the hose fitting at the “blue thing”. wrong again. OK, now on much closer inspection, the “blue thing” had a very small crack in the thread fitting for the cold water.

    After a brief internet search and an email to a local parts show, we had our replacement part for a whooping $29.95. Not a bad deal to restore a washing machine that is as old as the cottage. Installation was relatively easy, but I’ve been advised this morning that I may have not connected the hot water correctly, as we’re getting a cold water wash when it should be hot but, it’s not leaking any more. Perhaps after another coffee…

  • The Ride Report


    FOG Riders
    Originally uploaded by Big Dadoo

    My Stats

    Distance 107.32 km
    Average speed 30.05 km/hr
    Max Speed 49.8 km/hr
    Ride Time 3:20:12

    Today’s ride was a little longer that typical due to taking the Cooks Creek route option. The weather was very fine with temperatures in the mid-20s and a clear sky for the ride as you can see from the picture that I took during the ride. The photo was a little tricky, but now I have my own photo’s of the group.

    It was a very large group today and at times quite unruly with people riding 4 across, some cutting into the line, and a near bump on River Road, but nothing compared to what happened at the end.

    We’re just coming up Henderson Hwy approaching the Legion, just a few minutes from finishing the ride, and two riders go down right in front of me. I manage to brake without getting rear-ended and put off onto the grassy shoulder and avoid getting tangled up in the crash. Wow, do these things happen fast!

    From what the riders involved said, the first rider to go down had his front wheel bumped by the rider in front of him as he moved over a bit. This started a nasty wobble for the first rider to go down that he couldn’t recover from, and the second person was just unable to get out of the way. It may be a little harsh, but this was a self-inflicted crash, as the first rider to go down must have been overlapping wheels with the rider ahead. I’ve been cautioned on this before and now I’m quite careful to avoid overlapping for just this reason. Perhaps in a race, or the Tour de France the pro’s will ride in this position, but on a group ride of amatures, it’s a receipe for trouble. Well, both riders seemed physically OK, but bike damage my be another story. Being that close to a crash gave me a new respect for the issues of riding in a group in a tight formation.