My travels with Dean across Canada last October, and then again in December, most of our time spent on the Trans-Canada highway was a different kettle of fish. We lived and breathed every mile, feeling every corner and bump on the road. We observed the farms, towns, the horses and cows that grazed in the fields and we endured the break-downs which granted us with the opportunity to meet some fantastic people. We eased in and out of each experience and were witnesses to the evolving change in scenery, climes and energy of each province we journeyed through.
I felt odd flying into Comox, B.C. I felt like I had been cheated having only been traveling for a mere five hours, a journey which took Dean and I fourteen days. I was suddenly transported to B.C. This sudden change of environment forced me to be present, therefore my grasp of where I had only just come from loosened quickly and faded away. My time in Niagara suddenly became distant, like a haze which smothered what was once so crisp and clear. I found myself leaping into action, sorting out my plans and inventing this unexpected Plan B which was sprung upon me only days before Dean and I were supposed to be leaving Niagara together.
I shan’t go into details as to what suddenly brought me to B.C. Things popped up in my personal life that I simply had to take care of. I can’t help but feel disjointed, somewhat at a loss and extremely disappointed that I am not in Churchill.
I am one who does tend to look on the bright side and make the most of unexpected Plan B’s. In fact I am certain that this change in our plans will grant a gift which could not have happened if things had gone the way that Dean and I originally planned. And so, because of that thought, there is the unspoken understanding that this is the way our summer was meant to be.
My Plan B:
-Personal things taken care of (Check)
-A summer job found (Check)
I will be working onboard the sailing vessel Maple Leaf guiding five trips starting in Alaska, then Haida Gwaii and finally the Great Bear Rainforest.
-I have plans to work on the cottage garden (Check)
-I will become the sole owner of the Cottage by the Sea, my house in Alert Bay (Check)
Yes, I decided that my South Georgia debt wasn’t enough therefore I applied for a mortgage when the opportunity arose to buy the other owner (and friend) out. My time in B.C will allow the mortgage paperwork to be taken care of efficiently.
Dean’s journey by motorhome to Winnipeg started with a few challenges. His mechanical skills, patience and a never give up, approach got him through these tough times once again. After a short stop to visit his niece and nephew in North Bay and a new Alternator and tire later, he made it safe and sound into Winnipeg and parked Winnie at our dear friend Debs house where the motorhome will be stored for the summer and fall.
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| Winnie is admired and appreciated, even by the little ones. |
Yesterday, Dean jumped on a train and will arrive into Churchill tomorrow morning. He’s looking forward to being the sole cook in the kitchen, which will give him the opportunity to be creative and test his new and refined skills he gained from working at the Marriott. I can’t wait to hear his stories as the summer moves in to the friendly Sub Arctic community of Churchill.
As I write this, knowing there’s a few special folk following my blog avidly, I have fond thoughts of Niagara. I am curious how many frogs have shown up in Kals pond and I’m also wondering how many times he has mowed the lawns since we left. I can imagine Wins garden is performing a miracle every day as new flowers bloom and the delightful butterflies arrive.
That’s it for now. I hope to get my camera out and take a few photos to post on the blog. It’s always nice to have a few images to go along with the text.
Thanks for reading. Take care out there.
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