One last Day of Fall

When I left for home, from my work, I looked over towards Western mountains along the Skeena Valley, and saw clear blue sky, and pure white snow caps, in the glow of the Sun. It was an amazing sight, after a week of overcast and rainy weather. Sadly, no photos, as I have been spending most of my time getting ready for impending Inventory that will happen next week.

While most get some sort of a winter holiday, myself, I might be working through some of the stat time off. I took on the extra duties, mainly for the money. On one of the scheduled days off, I will be making “triple” time, which I think will be either the 25th, or New Years’ Day. I have not received the final schedule yet. Do not feel bad for me, I am not religious; only tomorrow is significant to me, being the first day of winter, the rest is just time off for good behavior.

I will take my camera to work with me tomorrow. Like years past, taking photos on the shortest day of the year is somewhat tradition for me. Most often, I get really awesome photos, mostly of landscapes. So, hopefully, this year, December 21st will be a wonderful sun filled day, and there will be lot of unique shots to taken. Rumour has it, tomorrow might be clear, yet cold. We will see.

If the night is clear, I might try and spot the comet tomorrow, that will be near the Pleiades star constellation tomorrow. Sadly, there will also be a full Moon to compete with that will be nearly 30 degrees, making spotting the little green comet a challenge, even with a telescope. Hopefully Mother Nature will be on outside for viewing this.

The Low Snow Forecast

We are getting snow. Yes, sir…ey. It is falling, albeit this all depends on your location in the valley, as some places are getting as much as 4cm, while others are struggling with just 2cm. The bottom line: snow is falling. Now, if this was the Lower Mainland and surrounding Fraser Valley, then this little weather system would be labeled as “CHAOS” and the all the cities would be shut down. But no, not here, it is business as usual. We are getting some wind too, and that also depends on where you are living. Where I am, just a powdering of snow, but the wind is picking up. I am not sure what Suz. has in mind for tonight, but I hope she is driving. 

The work place is slowing down. I noticed that around the shop and office, the work load is becoming lighter. It was like this last year too, so I am not worried, but I can see into next year, January, and it is picking up again. Already, in four weeks, I can see over twenty work orders stacked up on the books. But for now, I can just sit back, kick the feet up, and relax.

The flu is all but gone now, except for the goo in my lungs that still lingers. Overall, my body feels a whole lot better. There are moments when a slight fever creeps in, or my nose starts dripping, but that is to be expected after a full on flu attack. I am just happy that it is over, or the worst part, anyway.

Still too weak to walk outside, and take the camera along. I think it is a combination of low self esteem and lack of enthusiasm that keeps me bind to my warm comfy home. So, me and the camera stay put, as I wonder the photos I could get outside–all those ideas, but then the coughing starts, and that is usually when the thoughts fade away. I think getting better, is the better choice right now.

Next week is the Solstice. I am excited about that. This year it is on a Friday, and we might go out and enjoy the longest night of the year. We might head down to the lake, and pay tribute to nature’s wonder of this astronomical event. We could very well be a super clear night, and the stars shine, making for a very awesome photo opportunity. But the best part is knowing that after the day is done, the days grow again, and with it, comes the warm weather once again. I am happy once again!

Frick’n Flu. Yes, I have the Bug!

Before I pass out, I just want to let everyone know: keep away from my place for the next forty-eight hours. Yes, I am self imposing quarantine on myself. It appears I brought some little friends back with me from the Lower Mainland. This feels bad, really bad. So, in all cases of being quarantined, I will not answer the door, and if I am able, I might answer the phone. I already had one person knocking, and I did not answer–and I have no idea who you are. I apologize, but this bug seem nasty. SO if you want to leaving me anything, just place it at my door step, phone, and then leave. I will come out and grab it, once I see that everyone is clear.

I have congested lungs, all my muscle are sore, and the fever, yes, cannot forget that. I am waiting for more systems to pop up, I can feel it, I feel it getting worse. So, off to bed I go. In a way, it is good that this happened on a weekend, rather than a Monday. Yes, I could have easily spread this to me colleagues. Sad to see this weekend shot.

🙁

Oh, This is East Surrey, BC, Not Cloverdale.

If you really want to have some fun with people who call Surrey, BC home, just tell them they live in Surrey, not Cloverdale, or Newton, and so on. Anyway, I should not pick on these people, as most of them are fine folks, just like the rest of us. So, here I am, standing at the corner of 176 Street (aka Hwy 15, or Pacific Hwy) and 64th Avenue, in what is known as East Surrey, or more commonly know as, Cloverdale–looking South West at my hotel. It is weird standing here, looking at the traffic, knowing  that just a mere few hours ago, I was standing in Terrace, BC, seeing the same thing, but with no traffic. The sunset was awesome however–a worthy photo.

The flight in from Terrace, BC, was eventful–in that it was noisy. Among the aircraft’s noise, nestled inside the cabin were at least eight very young kids, with their parents of course. As the we ascended into the air,  and the air pressure thinned, their tiny eardrums were causing much pain. As we leveled out, the chorus of at least three screaming voices in unison called out, to stop the air from pushing out their ears, although they could not speak, the cries were deafening to the point. One child, did this throughout the trip. It sounded like a torture chamber inside. The poor kid.

As I got into the YVR terminal, and out to Departures, my ride was at little late, but I waited only a few minutes. We drove into the Surrey, making it in good time, for the Lower Mainland standards, and I got to my employer’s head office. From there I booked into my hotel, and then I went off in search of a place to have a meal. This is when I took the photo, above.

I headed off to bed early, knowing that tomorrow was going to be action-packed, full of training, and meeting people, kind of day. Good-night!

Flying Away – A Very Short Migratory Trip

A fully sponsored, work related, trip to the Lower Mainland for some training is in order, for me. I am going back, albeit for only twenty-seven hours, it will like a life time, as I see the old neighbourhood again. I can only predict what it will be like, but I am sure it will be the same place I left only fifteen month ago. I am looking forward to the trailing, but not to going back.

Let us just say that I have grown accustom to the clean air, little to no traffic, and the sound of nothing, except maybe the odd truck or two here in Thornhill, BC. The Shock of going back, to Surrey, BC, might be too much for my body. It has grown soft with living with less pollution and stress. Oh, and I am sure the water is going to taste the same too.

I guess I will be leaving on Tuesday morning, and then coming back the next night.

The Photo: A bird’s nest in a tree at the North West end of George Little Park in Terrace, BC on December 1st, 2018.

Wet, Soggy and a bit Moist In Spots.

As I write this out, I can hear the rain pounding on the roof, and my office is within the building, one level down, at the ground floor. When I drove in this morning, the rain was bouncing off the road by about 10cm. And it has not let off since I was awake this morning; so for about four hours now. With out a doubt, it is rain jacket wearing weather.

When I drove to the mall for some office supplies, I could see snow mixed in with the rain on my windshield of my car. And I had the wiper going at full-speed, and even then it was hard to see ahead on the road. Happy November!

The Hills Look Bright Today

A little tongue and cheek with the photo I chose for this post–a shot of down town Terrace, BC looking North East at Terrace Mountain, all lit up by the setting Sun. In the for ground is Lakelse Ave., and Emerson Street; pretty much the down town centre at the old mall parking lot. But anyway, let me get on with the post. It is Thanksgiving day, Monday, a holiday for us here in Western Canada. Me and Suz., did get out for the afternoon. There was a drive down the Prince Rupert Highway, to Ackers Point Telegraph Point, then a romp around town before we called it a day. I did get lots done at home; more or less cleaning and organizing. Oh, then there was the awesome dinner over at Suz., place, totally yummy! You could say it was a great day overall.

Yes, it did rain. We needed it. According to the forestry website, we are still in a level-four drought classification for the North Coast. Even Suz., admitted that in all of her life, she has not seen it this dry here in the Skeena Valley. Climate Change, or what! Last year, at this time, the mountains were completely white with snow. Today, they look like are in the middle of summer: dry and bare. Even with what little rain we got over these last few days, it is not even close to what we need.

Holidays, you gotta love them! Need more of them. This working life it sometimes to tough on a guy.

The Long Weekend is here: We Made it for Another One!

I have been basically preparing for it, getting as much done ahead of time as I can, here at my work, so the short week coming up will be a smooth one. Normally, I get the “Friday Rush,” as everyone else from other businesses, that I deal with, are trying to do the some thing. My Friday was filing up with just the little items of work that normally precede a long weekend. October 8th, will be Thanksgiving Day, here in our neck of the world, so most of the country will honour it; there are few places that are hold-outs, but I am sure the people will stand and demand it too as a statutory holiday. And finally, rain, it is happening, the clouds have moved in above, and there is the odd sprinkle when I drove home. The badly needed moisture could, once again, soak us, giving the forest the rain it needs. All of this is making the next seventy-two hours looking great!

So, work, I was feeling great when I locked the doors for the weekend. As you know, I deal a lot with logistics, so getting all my shipments out to their destinations, is a big part of my day. But I received stuff too, and the normal rhythm of every long weekend is getting hit with an extra amount of incoming goods to process. Hey, I do it too, as I go through the shipping flurry, on long weekends too, no doubt causing extra grief to my counter parts in the valley. Today, was different. My receivings was just like any other normal work day–just a few items, taking only a small part of my day them processed. I will say that this is just part of the season, though my experience is still short, comparing to last year, it was a slow time too. Nonetheless, I was happy knowing that I have no loose ends to deal with when I come back on Tuesday.

Apparently not all of Canada celebrates Thanksgiving Day with a stat. holiday. I was, some what shocked, to learn that there are provinces that only “observe” it: New Brunswick, Newfoundland and Labrador, Nova Scotia and Prince Edward Island. But we are also several weeks early from our neighbours down South too, from when they celebrate it, but my point is, it is nice to have it off from work. I do believe we will be having turkey also on Saturday, so Monday is just a day for getting rested up, and doing lots of household cleaning chores.

The rain has come. So far, just overcast skies with the odd sprinkle here and there, but we are scheduled for some significant rain showers throughout the long weekend. The Skeena River is super low, and many here in the valley are noting that too–finally. And the mountains all look like the Southern mountains becuase they have no snow on the tops of them yet, just dry and dusty looking. This is not normal to go so long into the fall season without seeing snow covered mountain tops here in the Skeena Valley.

Well, I must go and get organized for the day. I am doing laundry right now, having a few issues with the washing machine–dealing with that right now. Everyone, have an awesome, super great, long weekend, (you to on East Coast) and Happy Thanksgiving!

Looking Back Through a Different Lens

It has now been just over fourteen months since leaving the Lower Mainland, with the hustle and bustle of Vancouver lifestyle in Langley, BC, and my quality of life has improved ten fold. This morning while going to work, during my very short commute, I pondered on how much my life has changed since the move back to the North has been. So many life altering changes have taken place. Just so many.

Today is significant becuase I just checked my savings, and I hit my milestone a whole year ahead of schedule! Yes, I have a means to save at a rate that was mere impossible while living in the Lower Mainland. The primary reason is simple, the cost of living seams more on the surface, but a deeper look reveals that rent, fuel and cheaper utilities break the scale, and to a large part, recreational activities and entertainment is on a whole different playing field. Just these factor alone are huge savings. However, there is one main reason why the cost of living is better.

My employment tips the scale between where I came from, and where I am today. Here, even though the wages are roughly the same, living with factors like a seven minute commute time, bringing fuel cost way down, and the ability to go home for lunch, or time to bring a lunch from home, saves huge. Back in Langley, I was facing a forty-five minute commute, and the uncertainty of being late if a train or accident would block my route. Now that is stress! But nonetheless, I gladly gave that up to live more like a human again, or better quality of life–period.

So, looking at my overall health, wealth and well-being, it is in stark contrast from what my life was over fort-teen months ago, a doubling of its value. But I do give a word of caution if you are reading this, and thinking of migrating to the North: it is not for everyone. It is a totally different way of life. You may not get the dream job you are seeking, and finding accommodations is getting very familiar to what Vancouver was just a few year ago–harder. Rents are getting close to Lower Mainland prices are, and home are starting to go through the sames patterns.

Homes are slowly creeping up in prices. I should point out that here in the Skeena Valley, the main home that are in inventory on the market are huge luxury homes, built by contractors. I am seeing these houses well into the $600k range now. Although more reasonable priced homes come up onto the market from time to time, they are quickly scooped up, and so to does the cycle of speculation leading housing prices to climb. So, if looking for a home, wait, and be patient.

Although I have not purchased a home yet, I feel I am closer to the goal. I am still renting, and paying a very reasonable price for that service, and I bought a newer car, so saving is a reality even with the payment. (I should point out that went through my Bank for the car loan, not a finance company.) I guess I would say I am very lucky in that respect. But anyway, time to enjoy time with my best friend! It is dinner over at her place. Yummy!

As We Enter Into the Fall Season

As a famous playwright once wrote, “Parting is bitter Sweet,” and I quote these words as we leave the summer season as a memory behind, as the sky darkens so early now. The campers out on Kalum Lake were living it right to the bitter end, as the weekend came hurling to a sudden close. Not only are the schools open for the children, but the “Regular” season starts to ramp up to a deafening pitch for those campers. Back to the grind. The smell of illegal recreational drugs fills the air, along with the smoke from a dozen campfires, and as the night creeps in with the coldness of the changing season, we decide to take leave from the chaos and confusion, and head back to this thing called civilization. Bye summer time, bye.

Paying homage to the day of equal light and darkness, I aim my camera into the horizon above the lake and press the shutter for a 30 second exposure. “Why not,” I ask myself. The camera can see far better than I can in this light, almost twilight to my eyes, and the viewfinder lights up with the captured image, so bright, I need to squint to see it. I pack up my photography equipment, as I did a shoot with me and Suz, using a speed-light, and we trudge through the sand along the beach, back to the car. It was tough going, all that weight, sinking in the sand, walking in the dark, but we made it back to the car, only to face the thirty minute drive back to town in the pitch back of the early night.

Now in my bed, resting from the day’s activities, I am thinking of tomorrow–it is now the fall season. The hope is that Mother Nature will throw us a couple more weeks of awesome Sun filled days, to cheat the impending winter wrath yet to come. Thinking positive here. Thinking positive!