Spring has sprung in Calgary. Cycling in March was wondrous. Every day I saw more life.
First sign of spring were the huge hares I had seen all winter. But in March they got frisky. They like to race me as I bike along the canal pathway.
A highlight for me during the winter was the first bald eagle I had ever seen in Calgary. (RC has seen them every year south of town.) This one was waiting on an inevitable death of one of tens of thousands of ducks and geese on the frozen Bow River near Inglewood bird sanctuary.
I am a working Joe these days. Sitting in Tim Hortons, reading the Sun. I much like coaching at Altadore for the people and the relaxed work environment. There is no club where I would rather coach.
It is mid-season. I am off to Western Canada Championships next weekend, the first time it has been held in Yukon.
As Calvin famously said, Yukon Ho!
The working world is so often a mutually parasitic relationship. Life is too short to work, really.
Though my job as resident manager of an apartment building is beginning to strain, it has been a eye opener on the world of the working poor; those riding the bus home from work with 5 rolls of stolen toilet paper.
I have even been to court evicting a tenant. A sad and costly system, I thought.
Last Fall I felt guilty about not getting up to the mountains often enough. But spring has been much better.
Ice climbing with TM was a rush.
My climbing buddy BW fantasized dispatching me as in Touching the Void. He cut the rope — at least in Photoshop.
The first man-made ice wall opened this winter at the International Hostel in Banff. A great place for beginners to try it.
ET has been talking about the Kicking Horse ski resort for years. I finally got there with RH, GN and others after the Jurassic Classic competition. Super snow, lots of variety and we enjoyed a gourmet lunch in Canada’s highest gourmet restaurant.
Later I got a day at Sunshine with friends from Saskatoon.
If you are on as many humour mailing lists as I, you see a lot of comic photos. Many are fakes, of course. I have been fooled by some:
The Museum of Hoaxes website collects them.
And did you see the eerie photos of Chernobyl from Feb. 2004?
Los Angeles is a seductive. Every time there I rent a car and spend time roaming town. It’s easy.
On a gymnastics trip this year we took the kids to wheel the beach, still the highlight of town for Canadians.
Shopping in LA is excellent. I bought high end hiking gear and an MP3 player.
A safe bet would be to guess I got an iPod, the outrageously cool and popular top seller. But you’d be wrong. I ended up with the Rio Cali 256 Mb flash MP3 player. Why? It runs on a standard AA battery and is computer memory based, rather than a spinning disk. No moving parts. Much more reliable. The downside? Only 60-120 songs at your finger tips rather than thousands.
WAIT as long as possible before you get one. They are not devices for the faint of pocketbook.
My best purchase of hiking gear was a new pack, the Granite Gear Nimbus Latitude 3800 T-PEX (smoke blue). At 3.5 pounds it carries 40 pounds. I’ve often said there is no such thing as a good pack. But it seems this one is.
Over the winter too I researched and posted a list of World’s best hikes. Unconstrained by imperatives of children, marriage and career, where would a recidivist go?
I have big hikes planned in the Canadian Rockies and to the West Coast Trail this summer.