Thursday, July 29, 2010
We've fallen into the familiar summer life with lots of ice creams on hot afternoons, watersides at Splashdown, backyard slip and slides, sprinkler on the trampoline, inflatable pool on the deck, time in the hammock and some late, late nights.
Luc rode a two wheeled pedal bike for the first time today. Despite the fact that he has had the balance skills for a long time, he hasn't wanted to move off of the like-a-bike. In fact he was in tears thinking about trying the pedal bike because he was convinced he would fall. When he finally decided to try it, Luc was instantly successful at doing it on his own. Ten minutes later he was riding around the parking lot unsupervised asking if we could go back to Vancouver so he could pedal the Sea wall.
Saturday, July 24, 2010
|Leaving Point Roberts|
|Walk at sunset|
|Saturday morning island exploration|
Molly proved a good enough paddler for us not to row the dinghy in circles as we went to explore the island at sunset. This morning we went on a three kilometer route that took us to a couple of beaches and campgrounds before circumnavigating the island and returning home in time for dinner.
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
Monday, July 19, 2010
|65 GALLONS OF DIESEL|
Usually this fuel efficiency is a really good thing, but when you discover water in your diesel, suddenly getting fuel out of the tank is a new priority. With no logistical back up source of power, having clean fuel is particularly important on our boat. After making enough noise that the engine wanted cleaner fuel, I decided to oblige on Cortes, before we went any further into the remotes of our province. I really didn't want to end up in a dangerous situation with no power on this trip, so my only option was to get rid of the fuel.
Luckily, a very friendly tree faller (I guess many a giant cedar across our province might argue with the friendly tag) offered to take my fuel to burn on some of his stumps. So, armed with only a small, slow pump and may of John's jerry cans, I set to work pumping out 65 gallons of diesel. It took many hours, but at least the family had a nice place to spend a couple of days and I had a pool to jump in at the end of a messy afternoon.
The low point hit just after I had finished pumping out all the fuel and paying for a whole new tank when a very, very unpleasant smell wafted into the cabin. Apparently the toilet pump settings were opposite to what we believed and our septic tank had overflowed into the bilge. Cleaning this out was not fun and made me long for the toxic, but not so smelly diesel I was so used to pumping.
|NOT A BAD WAITING PLACE|
Jeremy, without knowing it, had a big impact on my life. When he failed out of UBC in 1993, his absence provided me the opportunity I needed to become a starter who was depended upon for the team's success....and I made the most of this opportunity. Things may have gone quite differently for me at UBC and beyond if Jeremy had returned for third year.
Ironically, Jeremy is now a school principal (apparently quite an interesting job on Cortes) and finishing his doctorate in education.
|Dinner with the Morrow's|
|And dessert too!|
Monday, July 12, 2010
Everyone at the beautiful white sand beach at Hague lake was swimming and hanging out naked, so the kids got quite a welcome to Cortes and gave us lots of questions about why private parts were no longer private here.
With the promise of treats from her Mom if she could successfully serve the volleyball over the net five times, Molly showed a resolve and willingness to learn that I hadn't seen before. She patiently followed my instructions and practiced for over an hour before she finally completed the challenge and stuffed herself full of tummies from the local store at Gorge Harbour.
Sunday, July 11, 2010
It was hilarious to see the girls recognize the boy from their school. He just graduated from Grade 7 and was a bit of a star around school. In fact, Molly mentioned something the other day about how the school would seem different next year because the grade sevens would be missing and she mentioned this kid by name (the only one, actually). When he walked in the pool area yesterday and they spotted him, it was as if a celebrity had entered our midst. The air changed and the girls were jittery and on edge. When Eric went up and introduced us, Molly almost died when he knew her name.
Since then, they have been playing with him and his younger sister, but it still has the feeling of eating lunch next to Brad Pitt for them.
Lukey and Eric are playing water basketball with the boys and Molly and Finny are playing swimming games with the girls. Happiness.
For me too. I am reading Olive Kitteridge, which I am loving.
Cortes, we love you.
Friday, July 9, 2010
I shouldn't slag the boat because I am starting to feel a real affection for her. We have been very comfortable snuggled into our cozy cabins at the end of our full days. I only wish that anchoring wasn't such an unknown commodity. Eric has had a couple of sleepless nights standing guard over us to ensure that we aren't dashed to bits on the rocks. Oh, and this pesky water in the diesel problem that has us checking the engine every twenty minutes or so when underway. Other than that...
We had great couple of days exploring Manson's Landing and now that we are here, we might stay a couple of days. Beyond that, we aren't sure. I just know that I am happy to log a few hours right here by the pool, as long as Lukey can stop himself from diving into the pool unobserved and unaided...look at the third picture down. That's Eric about thirty seconds after he saved his little life. He only spent about ten seconds floundering the pool before being rescued, but a valuable lesson was learned. By all of us. Better that he stay in his happy place watching the float planes land like in the second picture down.
As for me, I'll stay right here in my happy place...poolside with a book.