Bearly there – Whistler
Do bears have Facebook? You know, some sort of social media system where they swap blueberry recipes, or maybe they just look at the scratches on a tree and say “oh dear, Myrtle’s clubs are climbing already!”
Trekking higher – Whistler
I don’t love chairlifts. Cable cars are ok, though there was that one time when we were stuck in a stalled gondola hundreds of metres above dense jungle with a crazy guy with a backpack, yelling and cursing in a language we didn’t understand (true story), so maybe, cable cars are generally ok.
Whistle that – Whistler Canada
You learn something bizarre every day, like why Whistler is named after a rodent. It all comes down to a bit of crazy logic based on underestimating the intelligence of skiers.
Bearly a problem – Vancouver Island
Black bears are way bigger than I thought, especially when you see them up close. But, as usual, I’m getting ahead of myself.
Wilderness adventure – part 2
“They” have finally approved publication of part two of this story. (In case you were wondering, I am now also allowed to confirm that the story is true, though I have been required to alter a couple of minor details for security reasons.)
Wilderness adventure – part 1
If you live on the edge, life can never be boring. It’s a long weekend in BC and we’re off on a road trip. Kirsty wants to visit her friends John and Jane (these are not their real names – for reasons that will be explained later). We’re a bit vague about where they live as we haven’t actually been given an address, just a rendezvous point somewhere near Kamloops, where we will be given GPS coordinates for “the farm”.
Something old, something new – Cairns
Our fortieth wedding anniversary has just dawned and Nanette has already posted something sweet and touching on Facebook. No worries, I can match that!
Dining out – Cairns
Have you ever chosen a place to eat based on the number of people at the tables?…..We pick one with a great view. “Sorry sir, do you have a reservation?”
Village in the clouds – Kuranda
It’s 8:27 AM. We’re sitting on a bench outside our hotel, talking with a guy from California. He’s been complaining that his wife tends to wander off without telling him, right before they have to go somewhere. We’ve all booked the train-gondola combo trip to Kuranda, including free bus pickup at 8:35 sharp.
A semi-expected journey – Cairns
It feels weird to board a plane without our passports.
We have one of those significant anniversaries coming up this weekend and want to celebrate in style. “How about lunch at McDonalds?” Frosty smile. “Or maybe a trip to Bunnings to check out some new power tools?” Still no reply. “Er, how about a short trip somewhere nice?” Bingo!
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