The One day of Sun for Thornhill, BC

The people of Thornhill looked up on the last day of the month of July, and saw the bright round orb of the Star called, “the Sun.” and they rejoiced, partying, drinking and eating, until the rains returned the next day. It was glorious. The people of Thornhill once again called out to the great orb, “More, More, More.” Then slithered back to their homes to hide from the rain drops that fell from the sky.

This was pretty much how it felt when the skies opened up, and all one could see was blue, from the West, to the East, and from the North to the South, this was truly what summer was meant to be. When living in the Skeena Valley, sunshine is a rare event, and all stop what they are doing to pay homage to the day that Mother Nature has granted here on the North Coast. To deny one the privilege of these days, is equal to, if not greater than the “act of murder, in the first degree”. 2020 has being even more challenging due to the fact that the season is already being called the “Bummer Summer.”

Yes, Bummer Summer, that people of Thornhill are so tired of it, that bands of people are streaming their way to other lands, away from Thornhil, to places that boast more than five days of Sun per year. Only the strong will stay.

 

The Summer of Rain

The weather report says, Rain, all next week. The last weekend, Aug., 1 to the 3rd., it rained so hard that my radishes were under water. plus we had a thunder storm than caused a minor power outage. For those who live up here, those kinds of storms are rare, and happen maybe once a year, if we are luck. instead we get other types of weather that makes this place stand out. like this summer.

So far our summer has being mostly like late spring with the exception of July 31, 2020, where it hit 29C.; with pure blue skies, again, rare for the wet coast. Now we are back to normal; drizzle, cool and very moist.  

But if you put your optimist hat on, August is only five days old, a lot could happen in the next four weeks until September. There is hope. So, here is to the rain, may it go away, and come back again, like tomorrow. 

 

Camping In The Skeena Valley

Well, for the record, I never joined in the full camping experience, as I was porting a head cold, so I tapped out, and left Poor Suzette to camp on her own. She is a big girl, she did awesome for herself, and we had lots of fun while I was there, only less than five Kilometers from my place. SO these were the photographs that I took during the day while I was at her camp site. Even though were camping, the campsite was very close to the comforts of town, less than 1KM away. Friday was sunny, while today was overcast, but no rain. We did a lot of hiking. We covered a lot of ground. I took lots of pictures, while we explored. We have fun.

This image was taken today, while The fire was being restarted. Suzette is offering a drink of her special elixir to the Goddess of Fire, to make it start. It worked, only after a tonne of Fire Starter, and twenty minutes of work. She has taught me to be nice to the Gods, and they will treat you back in kind. We were safe with the fire. Rejoice.

We hiked along the trails of Ferry Island, and saw many interesting things. Plants of all sorts.

Like this yellow moss like plant growing under a Blue Berry Bush. It really stands out. But there were weirder plants the further out we got.

These freakish looking plants are called Ghost Plants (Indain Pipe Plants) because they have no pigment to convert the Sun’s into energy with, so they are translucent. They have flowers, but other than that, you would miss it (10 cm high), if you were not looking for them. We kept the location a secret because these are rare. So when you read this, quickly erase it from your memory, or Suzette will get you.

If you pick these plants, Suzette will find you. She sees you… be warned. If you pick the plant, it turns black. 

 

Conquering Terrace Mountain.

We did it! We took the Terrace Mountain challenge, and we made it, walked the entire length of the trail, the circumference at the 600 Metre mark, without any help, on our own. It was growling at times, and we were happy the day was not 30C plus, we had some breezes to help us along the way, and keep the mosquitoes at bay. Suzette lead the way, I followed, so it was at her speed, and she walked hard. so 4 hours later, after almost 5 km of trail, the day ended. My legs a little sore, but in good condition. I would do it again! HAPPY CANADA DAY!

Terrace Mountain is not a hike to be taken lightly, it is very hilly, thus the mountain part. There are places where the ground is nothing but loose rocks, sharp ones at that, and tree roots were you can trip easily.  And you need to look out for bikers, these are mountain bike trails after all, with some trails in the system reserved for hikers. Along the trails are some awesome lookout rest areas were you can soak in the valley from the mountain’s top. 

And to my walking partner who really taught me a thing or two about the mountain, my very own Mountain Girl Suzette. She claims not to be bothered with aches of pains from the hike–she has legs of steel.

Then we rested while soaking in the view of Terrace itself. We saw this. There was this little pile of rocks at the view site. These little piles seem to be a signature of Terrace, becuase everywhere we go, we see these.

AN ode to the Spelling Nazi

I just love how some people jump at the opportunity to check mistakes and offer criticism on grammar and spelling, yet they themselves most often carry their own bad luggage in their back side. Sure it is easy to criticize, but they never offer criticism to the writing itself, or anyone who is making the effort to write. I just went through a ten email exchange of someone who had the nerve to call me a xenophobe. and yes I admit the mistake of further adding to my friend’s Diatribe, when I said, I have no fear of the xylophone, in fact I played one while in High School. That just started the fire which turned into a full on storm, and I was left the choice of doing one of two things: Either ignore the comments after that, or fight the cause. I chose to stay and fight.

I went through my writings meticulously, saw the error, a type”O, and quietly corrected it. I then thanked the person, taking the moral high ground, which did not stop the barrage of the next eight emails within an hour, from my Nazi critic. On and on it went, it even went down to the choice of words I used in my blog post; grammar; and how I hyphenated a group of words; and the content. The worse part of this, was that it was all based on a old post from 2019. I counted the words the spelling Nazi wrote to tell me all of this: a whopping three thousands words, perfectly spell checked, and formatted: who has that kind of time?

Looking back, I will just ignore all the Nazis if they are anonymous, and continue on writing in my Blog. If I know the person, I will do private exchanges, and leave it at that.

Yes, it had been that kind of weekend. Thank you.

Exercise On the Howe Creek Trail in Terrace, BC

Me and Suzette went on our epic hike on the Howe Creek Trail in Terrace, BC. We seen everything from a North Coast Brown Squirrel, to a couple of ducks, a Male Lady Bug Rock, a Ghost Rock, and Bee Rock, and the allusive wood carvings of Bald Headed Eagles, Nesting. With the exception of needing to pee towards the end of the journey, it was a good hike, or walk. Lots of other hikers were on the trail too becuase it is so close to town, and is very well maintained.

This is the Ghost Rock I was telling you about. Cute isn’t he, or her. The little rock was hard to miss, as it was painted bright white.

There was lots of Colour on the trail too, looking at this rock. It looks like oil Paint that is fresh, We never touched it (that COVID-19 Thing). We left it for all to enjoy on their hike on the trail.

And then there is this little guy, The Male Lady Bug Rock, I know becuase Suzette Checked. This one must be a cousin to the Kalum River Lady Bug we saw last summer, just a little smaller.

And the reason why we took the trail today, was…….

The birds, are sitting on a Nest made by the carver, there is a mother eagle and her baby, a Father eagle (bottom), and the a mom has a fish as she is just landing to feed here little one. We did not catch this until we were on our way back to the car, as we took a different trail for our hike. If you are not looking up, you will miss it. The Sun was setting, and we were losing light fast, so the photos were “Meh” of it.

Then there was this cute little guy, the Candy Rock, which I love the smile.

O Kay, One more Rock, I promis.

Ta-Dah, the “Bee Rock”, which was found very close to the Park Side School, Downtown Terrace, BC, Yet on the Howe Creek Trail. Suzette claims that the text on the rock is a quote from the Christian Bible. I will take her word for it.

It was a very windy day, so when we got to Christy Park, It was not surprising to some Kite Flyers.

Just to show you the blue sky over Terrace, yes there is a kite in the sky. The day was warm and windy, a good day for a hike.

One More Week To Go of Self Isolation

Tick, tick, tick, the clock goes, as I wait from my little corner of the universe to go back to normal. Since getting out of the hospital, I’m feeling about ninety per cent normal, my throat hurts still, but other than that, the rest of me feels back to normal. My orders from the good doctor was fourteen days, of self isolation. It is not like I’m watch the clock, but I am counting the hours going by.

I’m starting to develop some bad habits too. Like sleeping in, something I wanted to avoid.  Keeping the rhythm of the day going is important for me, but my daily routine is broken. My 5:00am Starts are now 8:00am wake-ups. And with one more week to isolate, it maybe a supper challenge to get myself back on track so when I can return back to my job. Funny, a couple of months ago, this would have been a dream come true, to get two weeks off like this, now, it is a drag.

Yeah! Testing Negative for COVID-19.

Some awesome news to report. The Northern Health Nurse phoned me yesterday, to tell me that my COVID-19 Test was NEGATIVE! I’m clean.

That means that it was a lung infection that got me last week, and sent me to the hospital. In a way I am freaking out becuase at least knowing what type of infection it was would have made feel better than the unknown. I got two weeks, to think this out.

Stay Clean, from COVID-19. and Social Isolate.

A short Drive to the Lake–The Back Road Way.

With the Pandemic in full swing, the Government has shut everything down: Parks, Trails, any Recreational sites. So we took the Long Way Around, to the lake.

The funny thing was, we were not the only ones with this awesome idea. We met a dozen people at the boat lunch, and countless more playing in the water. Two things were wrong here, First, it is April, and the kids were playing in the lake wearing their bathing suite? Second, I guess social Distancing has been thrown out as the Sun Worshipers, were in full swing, collecting the Rays on their bodies.  Of course we did not do any of that, staying on the shore, but we did enjoy the freakishly warm April weather too–just fully clothed.

Then we drove home, such a summer like day, nice to drive with the windows down. Then as we left the lake, and we went out out Old Remo, my old neighborhood. That was an awesome drive as well, the smell of spring everywhere. I love this time of year. I hope it last for a long time.

So, I guess if you ignore everything around you–it does not exist? Then ignorance is bliss? Stay clean from COVID-19.

I’m back Home Now.

I was in the ICU at Mills Marmoreal Hospital (in Terrace, BC) for a three day visit, here in the Skeena Valley. I walked out on my own Yesterday. A good sign. I seem to be back to normal. Talking is still an issue, as they did an  Intubation on me, which was a  freaky experience. The pee catheter was a close second. The cause was as touch of Phenomena, from a chill or Lung infection. Now everything seems to be under control.

I went in on Monday Night, came out yesterday afternoon. I am very happy to be out. Even happier  that it is not COVID-19. (my first worry). 

You know you had a shitty night when you wake up the next morning with  2 x 3/4″ tubes ( and a little 1/8″ tube for food and water) all 8″ long, down your throat. They tide my hands so I could not touch the tubes when I woke, I was in a diaper, with five new holes in me from I.V.s, and one massive headache.  I’m so happy no one took photos. They cut off all my clothes off the night before, so it was just me and the diaper, and the tubes, hiding my animosity.

I should know in a couple of weeks, what my blood work says. and the tests results. Also, the Care Staff there were awesome! Never met a bunch of nicer people. My primary prescription, from the doctor is:  14 days of Social Isolation, TV, here we come.

Yes, it has been that kind of a week….