Archive for March, 2007

Springsville

march 31.2007:  she’s sunny and sweet but cold!  and life in the north country continues to be a challenge.  some folks up there have been swept away by cabin fever.  it sneaks up and takes you!  one day you’re there fighting, the next day you’re gone gone gone!!!  happened to 2 individuals in the past 3 weeks. 
never mind them…  its time to worry about our own hides!  5 days and 4 nights up there is a stretch and just about asking too much from us folks who have left our loved ones behind. 
woke up the morning of the 5th day thinking what have i done to myself?
well i aint the only one up there, and on the road.
here is a picture taken on thursday night, the longest and most miserable night of week…
 
Easter Weekend 2007:  monday morning in the city, no news to report.  nothing doing around here…  the girls, all 7 of them…  are up stairs in the bunks, cop’n Z’s.  i’m down here wondering what next, cause there seems to be a lot of dishes lying about the place that need a good washing.  (if you get my drift.)  well i’d say this weekend would be dandy if two things were in place: some mild climes, it was freezing and snowing all weekend.  and two: if this boy were in better shape in body, mind and spirit.  seems the boons are starting to take its toll on this old boy and i aint too happy about that. 
well there isn’t much we can do about the weather but there most certainly is something we can do about the braid.  and lads we have to turn that thing around and quick!  spring time is here, snow or no snow, and there are many things on the agenda which need a tuned up dude at the helm!  so this slacking life style, it sucks!  up north, the snow should be out of the bush by the time we get back up there and i have got to get on those trails, timber wolves or no timber wolves!  we definitely have chips in the wires up there but its a 12 week stand till they cut us loose.  what happens after that i don’t know and don’t want to, cause we need some sleep at night. 
i can tell you this: we’re a long way from that dream life!!!  up there we are anyway.
down here, well with all the girls up there now, dreaming, i guess we’re not too far away down here!
ha!
here is a painting of old man winter but really, i feel like that old guy in the painting, except try as i might, i could never grow a moustache!!
double ha ha.
(i’d only look like a freak with one anyway…   )
 
april 11, 2007:  wednez in the frosty boons.  the snow aint outa the woods yet!  but we do have a big blue sky over us and the sun is shining brightly, even at this hour, around 5 p.m. 
been thinking about how this place will take you off to the loony bin if you’re not careful…  and its true.  the place really does go to work on you as soon as you hit the ground.  so…  you have to watch your step! 
back home, i sure do hope the girls are in good spirits although i’m sure they must be with the grandparents slated to show up sometime tomorrow afternoon. 
they think i’m on vacation up here but they’re the ones on vacation!  going to work out at the Y and swimming…
me: i’m fighting in the bush!
 
april 21, 2007: slept in the wilds on thursday night, thinking it was safe, with those spring climes reaching a whooping 20 degrees in the north country, saying yeah man it’s shirt sleeves from here on in!  woke up at 4 a.m. frozen to the core and shaking…  duh…
so now i’m sick with a body ache… 
how stupid is that?

My trip to Florida

well halloo there.  its march 13th, 2007.  i’m just getting back from a trip to florida.  unscheduled of course. 
here is the story:  the gals had booked their flights at xmas, knowing full well they were going on such and such a date and staying till whenever.  but it was carved in stone.  me…  the powers that be up north didn’t quite know when we were going to be relieved at the front, so they kept it up in the air.  we got our papers on the 3rd. 
the gals flew out and i drove them to the airport.  they had all their summer clothes packed and looked like the tourists they surely would be when the arrived.
meanwhile we were working against minus 39 degree winds!
it was hell down there at the airport.
the made it and off they went.
i got home and sat here, drank a beer, and listened to the jumbo silence…
clock on the wall ticking like never before.
and one thing came to me: for things in your life to get better, you’re going to have to get better.
so.
i said "F" this!
without packing or a map, i got in the car with my cash and credit and took off.
that was at noon on tuesday.  i arrived in florida at 7 p.m., wednez, bleary eye’d and hanging by a nickel and a nail.
but i made it.  down highway 81 to 83 to 95 to 4 to 75 to Tampa and south to Nokomis beach.
what a drive from hell.
but i made it.
they were surprised to see me and took me to the beach the very next day.  that is when most of those pictures were taken.
it was a balmy 80 degrees, sunshine and lollipops and sally the salamander, all over.  perfect and just what we all needed.
except for my sleep walking episode that first night…
i don’t remember any of it.
but i was sleep walking.
i think of that as a sign of insanity…  aint right lads, walking in your sleep…  what next?
anyway.  we did that beach and it was beauty and we picked ourselves a bundle of shells and had ourselves some good food at all the sea side diners.  shrimp like you wouldn’t believe.  big ones.
but it all wore out on sunday.  that’s when i had to hit the road, to come back here, and settle into the slave up north.
so i hit the road sunday morning at 3 a.m., which was actually 4 a.m., and took off.  made it to detroit that night at 11 p.m., bleary eye’d like never before.  crossed the border, fell asleep at the wheel at london, and walked into my address at noon monday, with a 12 pack of beer.
those guys at the border didn’t even want to look at my stuff!!!
i could have had a carton or shipping box full of Marlboro cigarettes!
or a case of Crown Royal.
jeez.
well i couldn’t have lifted it anyway as i was so tired.
came here, ready to work and found the natives have blocked the road!!!
i couldn’t get to work even with the army.
so.
its just like Oka, all over again.
and i’m wondering too, jeez, had i had the forsight, i could still be at the beach, even today, tuesday, cause that road block aint breaking until at least tomorrow!
what a bummer.
what a downer.
ah well.
i’m here in the capital city.
and for kicks.
i’m going to the local soup kitchen to sit with the local bums, whiners and maligners, and try some of that goup.  you can’t send them if you aint been there yourself.  if you get my drift.
anyway.
that’s the story.