Born on a mixed subsistence farm in rural Lunenburg County, Nova Scotia, Canada. Moved to Ontario in 1967 to attend University at what was then Waterloo Lutheran University and moved to Oakville, Ontario in 1971. Without intending to live up to the name became a letter carrier the following January and have worked for Canada Post ever since. I retired in August of 2008.

Monday, October 24, 2016

Trekking Fall 2016 Week Two

My memory may be slightly off recovering the events of week two. It began early with a drive out of Lunenburg through Alder Swamps past Maders Cove and the famous three churches in Mahone Bay somewhat obscured by fog which followed me up the South Shore. Made Fall River driving nearly to Armdale in Halifax before heading up past Bedford Basin on the 104. My GPS still gets lost in the area. The rotary as one exits the highway to Old HWY 2 is new. I made it in time to attend church with my Sister and Brother-In-Law at Saint John's United, Fall River. The congregation is lead by a choir, the words for hymns projected on a large screen. I recognized one of the tunes. The sermon at least kept me awake. After Lunch Richard and I went for a walk around the subdivision up over the hill.

Monday. My favourite handyman performed a few repairs and installations on my RV. The rest of the day was relatively quiet.

Tuesday. We made it to the Dartmouth Ferry Lot and had Clams and Chips at John's Lunch, then took the ferry to the Halifax Waterfront, a first for me--$1.25 cash fare for seniors each way. Walked the waterfront past moored ships and a 3000-passenger cruise ship to Garrison Brewing where we sampled glasses of their ale for $2 each. Walked back checking out the Harbourside Farmers Market on the way.

Wednesday. My sister had a meeting in HFX and Richard took his truck in for rust-proofing. On the way stopped at Canadian Tire for a replacement air filter, my garage charges $60 for the 30-second task. Had arranged to meet up with a former classmate from Hebbville Consolidated High School I last saw in the Spring of 1967. We had a glass of cranberry juice each at Franklins, a pub I can't find because the Waitress told us to forget about it when I offered to settle the bill. As we were leaving town rain scuttled plans for a waterfront picnic. That night we drove over to St. John's Church to set up for KD the next day.

Thursday. Shopping at Sobeys. I got a pound of Ganong's double thick peppermints. Picked up a gratis Blue Jays bottle-sized shirt at the liquor store, gratis and second time trying time, got a flu shot at Shopper's Drug--$15.00. In the afternoon we stumbled along the shore of Soldier's Lake picking wild cranberries. Slim sunburned pickings, we got 2 pounds between us.

Friday. Finished waxing my Van, the rain assisting with the washing of same. The threatened heavy rain and wind proved to be late and a non-event for us anyway when it finally arrived later that night. We drove over to the church so Richard could install the new Defibrillator outside the Men's Washroom. Other chores ensued at one point calling for moi to stand in front of mikes in the chancel and sing, then talk for half an hour while a trio adjusted the sound system. Recently moved neighbours dropped by in the evening. I talked one noon-time with the neighbour on the other side and said hello to Charlie the Scottish Terrier.

Got off to a late start on Saturday before saying my goodbyes to my sister and headed out in the rain and fog for Falmouth. Brief patch of sunlight as I got to Windsor and parked in my niece's yard and hooked up. A quiet couple days, save for Oscar and Jimmy, the Dachshunds. The high point was a trip to Sobeys for Groceries. We watched the Leonardo DiCaprio movie Body of Lies in which he plays a bearded scruffy looking CIA Agent performing covert operations in the Middle East. Violent, dark, and confusing it deserves its low critical rating in my estimation.

Trekking Fall 2016

Yes, I've been busy of late.

Departed Oakville on Thanksgiving Day, October 10th Canadian Style around 5:00 AM after a hectic couple days of moving into the Roadtrek. The struggle began a week earlier when I got a slow leak in my right rear tire repaired after picking up a nail. Second flat in a million miles. Getting to the tire and paying for the repair were both a pain, at least it was repairable. Next came a couple days of shopping.

The trip across the top of Toronto was remarkably quiet though watching the thermometer drop to one above and frost appear in the fields beside the highway was unexpected. “Be ware highway may be icy.” Breakfast at Dennys in Napanee to mark a break and wait out sunrise. I was not amused when I realized the toll collector at the bridge across the Saint Lawrence on HWY 30 east of Montreal had cheated me out of 15¢--no going back and it's the principal of the thing. Always some yokel who decides to speed up when you go to pass him. Didn't bother with the cheesy Wi-Fi at Camping Alloute, spent a quiet evening for $29.00.

Fog over the North Shore of the St. Lawrence but mercifully didn't extend over the Eastern Townships. The only slow down was in construction just East of Quebec City, Levis on HWY 20, where I drove by a sign advertizing gas at 99.9¢ only to pay $1.05.9 at the next exit where a median and construction made getting back on the highway a pain. Ratty old Shell Station at that. Rough roads ahead. Right turn onto HWY 185 south to Edmundston, NB where construction is finally complete after at least a decade. The earliest portions already need repaving. When I reached Woodstock, NB discovered the cottage/campground complex there was closed for the season despite online checks that declared otherwise. Another 100 KM to Fredericton and Hartt Isle where the high season rate is now goosed to $75 and the low season rate was $56 with taxes—any port in an emergency. A quiet, cold night with fog off the Saint John River, but no rain.

Wednesday now, stopped for gasoline down the road and used a scraggly squeegee and dirty fluid on the bugs adorning my windshield. Next stop was lunch at the Nova Scotia Welcome Centre which was quiet but still open. Stopped a few miles later at Masstown for honey and maple syrup. Decided I was good for a few more miles so drove to Halifax, took the construction riddled Hammond's Plains bypass narrowly missing being caught in a one-mile tie-up. Dropped in on my Aunt Muriel appearing in front of her just as she was saying she didn't expect to see me this year.

Camping at the Lunenburg Board of Trade Campground was $42.00/night + Wi-Fi that finally works. Made it just before the office closed. Went for a walk along the Lunenburg Waterfront and said hello to the Bluenose moored awaiting its new wooden rudder after the 5-ton steel debacle. Spent Thursday with my 97-year-old Aunt Muriel who gave me the dope on half of Lunenburg County, the other half being planted six feet under. She had requested this picture of me with a beard which makes me look like her father who died before I was born:



Stopped at ESSO for gas on the way home, it went up two cents/litre overnight.

Friday the rain hanging off I wandered around Lunenburg early in the day stopping at Foodland for Tancook Sauer Kraut and cod bits to get $100 cashback so I could go buy tickets for the Nova Scotia Symphony that night at $30 and Old Man Luedeke Saturday Night at $21.50. At the Ironworks Eau de Vie with an actual pear in the bottle is only $125 for a small bottle. Since the rain held off drove up country to pay my taxes in Bridgewater and see the Olde Sod. Visited with the neighbour across the road before paying my respects in the Midville Branch Cemetery mourning as much the missing church spire just up the road. Walked back to the old home place to visit with the new people there. Dan was headed for the library to return borrowed books and Fred was about to sow winter rye on a field. The drive back to camp was bittersweet.

Walked over to St. John's Anglican Church and scored an eighth row aisle pew for the concert. In that acoustic the symphony was extremely 'present' and the piano in Chopin's First Concerto was well balanced with the orchestra. Beethoven's Fifth was exciting. A nearly full moon lit my walk home again.

Spent a quiet day Saturday catching up online. Construction on the blockhouse siding got me up Friday Morning. Had to look up Zion Lutheran Church on Fox Street. My printed ticket showed that evening's concert half an hour late but I arrived early and got a front row seat. Christopher Luedeke stood alone in the chancel with his banjo and sang before a mike, the mixing board in front of me. Excellent concert. Moonlit walk home again.

Saturday, October 08, 2016

September Bile

So what is it about these 6' 5” country music artists? Is it the thinner air up there or are they bumping their heads on low hanging objects?

Is it just me or have there been a plethora of celebrity deaths of late? Possibly I'm paying attention because many on them are Baby Boomers and hence my age but most recently W.P. Kinsella and Edward Albee were 88.

Just when I'm thinking of traveling South the Canadian Dollar starts dropping in value—from 78¢ to 75. At least the price of gasoline is down as well.

A Line from Ed Burns She's the One

You don't believe in God.
That doesn't mean I'm not a good Catholic.

A few scenes later the priest is out on the boat fishing with that good Catholic.

You've heard of the BetaMax Video recording system, the one that lost out to the inferior VHS system. I remember seeing the sell-off of BetaMax titles when video rental stores stopped carrying them. You remember video rental stores? Well it's just been announced that the last company producing VHS Players has ceased production. Of course the latest battle was between BluRay and HD Video on DVDs. Well SD cards may soon be capable of storing an entire TV season on a single card at an affordable price. All this is being made irrelevant by video streaming services that have seen stores such as Best Buy cease selling DVDs almost completely. Having trouble keeping up?

Why do I listen to the news? Another terrorist bombing this week and yet another Hollywood divorce in the works. Why do they bother? Hollywood weddings should come with a best before termination date renewable by mutual consent.

Reading about Royal Tours leaves one in no doubt that it must be difficult for them to confront the reality of their subject's daily lives. Everywhere they go streets are repaved for them, lawns painted green if they weren't already, garbage collected and houses repainted. Their days are filled with celebrations, exciting sights and events, things to do and see, cheering crowds. Could they get more remote from reality. Well, there is Donald Trump.

Catholic Church in Alberta to refuse to conduct funerals for assisted suicides.

Just got online to figure out how Air Miles is screwing over the public with its expiry policy.



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