Judging by the number of spelling typ-os and 3 glasses gone from my 1.5 litre bottle of wine... I think we can officially call this aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa DRUNKEN DISPATCH!
I am writing now from Prince George BC.... our Hope days are gone and without souvenir t-shirts much to my dismay. Apparently all of the Sasquatch t-shirts sold out when where was a Sasquatch festival in a neighboring town. dammit.
Anywhoodle, it seems like I am forever behind on the blog updates... could be due to the fact that our mac laptops have a problem with connecting to our current trailer park's internet... wtf?? so frustrating! it's so close, yet so far...
So, Monty has joined us in Prince George, he had a nice trip up here with a 3 foot thick bed of straw and free reign of the horse trailer. The truck 'Dilbert' is doing well. He got to go into Dunbar's (our mechanic) for an oil change and look over - we have now driven approx. 4500k in the last three weeks or so. The doggies are adjusting well, our new trailer park 'South Park' (also coincidentally Quincy's favourite show) seems nice, not too busy or fussy which is good for me!!
Today however, we had a huge contingent of 'Caravan Adventurers' roll in..... it is a group of American white hairs that group-travel in their $200 000 motor homes with their papillon doggies with big yellow stickers in their windshields announcing their association... aaand how many 'adventures' they have been on (I'm totally jealous). This group is heading up to Alaska to earn the coveted Alaska sticker that is empty on their decal map of the US. It's been a wonderful day of people watching in South Park, let me tell you!
The weather has been great! not too hot, not too cold. The town is better than I had feared... It's got the small industrial town feel, with about 5 highways running through it with big box stores, hotels and casinos spread along the highways in all directions heading out (or in) of town. I took the dogs for a hike yesterday and got lost, and took Monty and Ax for a ride on the road this evening and saw a hillbilly driving by with what appeared to be a lifesized 'woman doll' in his passenger seat (I was thinking bachelor party joke)... but then her eyes followed me!!!!! acrylic looking florescent red hair, pale pale skin and enormous round eyes accented by hanging open mouthed slack-jawed expression turned out to be a REAL human. A little creeped out.
Anyways, Prince George: so far so good. I also have a bit of writing marinating in my mind re: how good it feels to be in the north again! Born and raised (untilJunior High) in the boreal forest and it's still in my bones...
FYI: while drunken dispatching one of the paving crew pulled into the rv park.. Reportedly Quincy had arranged a site for him for a few days to park his trailer while he was visiting home. Quincy has long since gone to sleep (it's 9:00pm on Saturday) and resisted all attempts that I made to wake him up. With some hilarious sleep-talking thrown in. His best line was "I don't know, and your boobs are really not that big" and in response I slapped his sweet sleeping cheek (just tryin' to wake him up ok?) and then he says "whooooo does that?" and falls back asleep with his eyes closed... What a gem.
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