Thursday, April 24, 2014

Winchester Model 70 Stainless Steel 300 WSM Coyote Light Rifle with Zeiss Conquest HD5 5-25-50 Riflescope

I am a proud owner of the Winchester Model 70 Stainless Steel 300 WSM Coyote Light Rifle with Zeiss Conquest HD5 5-25-50 Riflescope.  It's taken a year or more to make the decision as to which long range rifle big game rifle and scope to buy.  I have yet to fire it but I'd like to share the discussion of why I bought this rifle.
It all began with the notice of the Canadian military snipers shooting award with the 338 Lapua shell. They were shooting a mile away.  Imagine reaching out and touching someone a mile away.
Well, to put it bluntly, most everyone I talked to said the 338 Lapua was principally a 'man hunter'.  There's a 50 caliber sniper rifle and a 338 sniper rifle. The latter shoots deadly to 1500 meters while the former is 2000 meters.  The Win Mag shells shoot to 1200 meters.  My present 30:06 is said to comparatively shoot to 800 yards.  

Ruger Stainless Steel Bolt Action 30:06 with Bushnell 10 power riflescope
My Ruger Stainless Steel bolt action 30:06 with Bushnell 10 power scope and  Federal  180 grain Nozzler Partition bullet has been a veritable harvest tool of the first order.  I've shot deer in the neck, moose and bear.  It's been a guarameed workhorse.  When I first took it out of the box with my friend Bill Mewhort, of Campbell River, and my ex Sherry, we'd been talking about the Knights of the Round Table and the sword Excalibur.  Seeing this beauty, someone said, "Sexcalibur" because it looked so sexy.  Before that stainless steel rifle I'd had wood rifles with blued barrels. The stainless steel caught the light that day.  And it's served me faithfully now over 20 years.  
I've shot moose at 400 yards with my 30:06. The 30:06, 308 and 7 mm are generally thought of as the mainstream all round hunting rifles. If you had only one rifle for big game it would best be one of these. I love the 30:06 and have used 150 grain shells all the way to 220 grain shells but settled in with the all round 180 grain nozzler partition since I'm admittedly a lazy kind of hunter. I'm out there gathering food and want something dependable simple and reliable. So that's what my Ruger 30:06 has been. A beautiful rifle. In WWII the 30:06 was the principal rifle of soldiers too.  If the Z -wars happen, I'd pick up this rifle first, every time.  It's accurate, reliable, and really simple. The bolt action, safety and trigger have all been superb.

Mossberg 30:30 Lever Action Rifle with Bushnell Scope
Now that said, I bought a Mossberg 30:30 Lever Action Rifle with Bushnell Scope  as back up a few years back. Mossberg's Lever Action is a beautifully engineered rifle. My father had a 30:30 all his life and shot moose, deer and bear with it. I think it was a Browning but it could well have been a Winchester or Remington.  He loved that rifle and frankly in the Cold War Kennedy Missile Crisis when I was a little kid, I took comfort in my Royal Canadian Air Force veteran father having that rifle in the front room gun cabinet. I had nightmares of cold war soldiers ranging the neighborhood but dad defending the house with that rifle.  My older brother would have the shot gun and I'd have the 22 Rifle which I'd been using at the hunting club.  I was 10 then. Even at 12 when I first got to shoot the 12 guage it set me on my ass in the swamp, Dad and Ron laughing, saying how that had happened to them. 

The 30:30 is a 'bush gun', known for it's value in wooded areas. It's the Rifleman's gun on the TV series and the favourite 'boot' rifle of the cowboys.  Grandad was a rancher. My uncle was till he died a true western cowboy and Dad was until his teens when his fascination with engines turned him from horses to trucks and airplanes.  

Dad always hunted on foot, finding a white tail, game trail and waiting for a deer to come along so he could shoot it with the 30:30.  Probably his longest shot was a 100 yards. That's where the 30:30 excells.  The 30:30 round was the hunting load equivalent of the famous WWI  British Enfield  303 rifle. 

I've shot the heads off grouse at 75 yards with my Mossberg. I've shot one deer with it at 100 yards running, dropping the deer as it was jumping.  It was a lucky shot. The deer ran across the road in front of my truck as I was finishing a morning hunt. I was able to get my rifle load and shoot it as it ran along a field. 

The last few years due to injuries, occasioned by vehicles, and the fun of off road vehicles I've done less hiking and wanted less to drag game long distances to the road. There's something about aging and the wisdom that has me looking about to see where I'm going to load the game. This is something I never considered as young man so have the experience of dragging and hauling a deer on my back a mile or so as well as hauling moose quarters an equal distance or more on my back out grizzly woods. The last elk I shot took me all day of hauling quarters out.  I bitch and complain alot about hauling meat and think every old hunter should be bequeathed a slave for hunting seasons. When I see the sahibs on elephants hunting with the beaters all on the ground ready to carry back game, I'm truly envious of the glory days of hunting.  Even Medieval knights had knaves for their game fetching.

I've got a cockapoo called Gilbert. He gets the grouse. I've a Yamaha Kodiac 450 ATV. Before that I had a Honda 250 enduro which was a hell of a machine. I love the Yamaha Kodiac as much and enjoy that I can look about alot more and have the Kolpin muffler silencer which works at low speed quite well.  
My hunting is frankly, longer distance, now.  I'm less patient. I get less shots. I shoot more cans.  I probably have more fun. I ride around the back woods like a mad man. I shoot a lot of targets. I see game at further distance and I am always aware where the nearest access for hauling is.  I hunt mule deer, moose and black bear.  

So the Mossberg 30:30 isn't really suited to the kind of hunting I do.

I was on a Pink Mountain Moose Hunt 25 years ago, which required taking a week off work, loss of income, major outfitting after flying almost to the Yukon and renting a truck. Thankfully I had 2 rifles because one failed though (firing pin wear damage or something not fixable by me) it had worked just fine on the range.  Now one rifle is enough, obviously.  Soldiers depend on one rifle and Dad spent a lifetime with his 30:30.

I've got more money than time when it comes to taking time off for hunting given the work demands. I'm a survivalist too so like to have back ups to everything I can. 

That's one justification. I miss my 30:06 when I just have the 30:30 with me. 

I wanted more 'stopping power'.  Deer seem to always come down on the first shot but Moose and Bear can keep moving.  So that was a real feature in the powerful 300 win mag.  The 300 win mag shell is simply more powerful than the 30:06 shell.  More stopping power. Now the 300 WSM is an even newer and more powerful shell.

The muzzle velocity of the 300WSM is 2980 fps and at 400 yards it's still travelling at 2230 fs. The Energy of the Federal  P300WSM is 3550 ft-pos at mussel and 1900 at 400 yards.  The killing range is at least 2 x the outer killing range of the 30:06 and has a flatter trajectile.  

I once shot a small island deer with my 30:06.  I saw it high on a mountain.  My friend Bill got out his spotting scope and watched as I took a shot. The deer was lying in the sun.  My shot was 20 yards in front of the deer despite holding over.  So with Bill calling out elevation and me leaning over the truck I 'walked' the bullet up to the deer like the rifle was a mortar.  The last 2 shots the deer was out of view of the scope and I was just estimating the increased elevation.  The deer had stood up after a shot landed directly in front of it.  The next shot killed it.  We estimated it at over 600 yards but under 800 yards. We considered it 'our' kill.  

Now everyone I talked to who was a hunter recommend 300 win mag especially if I wasn't planning on hand loading. There are other choices possible for the hand loaders but the advantage of 300 win mag and WSM shells is availability and price. They're all over whereas the 338 Lapua shells are alot harder to find. The price of the 300 WSM and the 30:06 is about the same.  $50 to $60 for a box of 20. The Nossler Partition bullets are another $10 on that.  So it's at least a couple of bucks a bullet where as the 338 Lapua are apparently twice that.  

Now these long range hunting rifles or 'sniper' rifles come in a 'hunting' rifle type, like mine and a so called 'target' type. The latter is more military application.  The difference is 'weight of the rifle' .  My Winchester Coyote Light is only 7 lbs.  The "Target" sniper rifle regardless of caliber are 2 or 3 times the weight.  That means 15 to 30 lbs to carry about. No thank you. 7 lbs with a bit more for the scope is definitely something, I a relatively old man, won't mind packing.  Anything more than 10 lbs is really a load. 

I've got the stainless steel because I'm on the west coast and it rains alot. Further I sometimes think of sailing around the world and I'd like a long range rifle to shoot back at pirates if they open up at me with 50 guage rifles, just to discourage them and have them go after somebody else.  I sailed solo to Hawaii and it's lonely and terrifying out there in the night when another vesell takes an interest in you but doesn't answer their radio.  I had one experience of that, with this boat coming within a mile on the radar.  Thankfully I never saw it but i was considering the merits of being armed at sea then and certainly if one sails in the south China seas now it's recommended though that's a controversy.  This rifle would be ideal for that too though I doubt I'd ever consider it.  Just more justification for parting with a $1000.

The Zeiss Conquest HD5 scope is a must.  Indeed the ratio I was told by all I discussed this with, and the Finland guns were highly recommended and they cost $3000 to $12000, figure at least a 1 - 3 ratio of rifle cost to scope cost.  If you can't see it, you can't shoot it.  So you need a real scope. This Zeiss Conquest HD5 riflescope lets me look 2 or 3 times further than my Bushnell with greater clarity. I love Bushnell Scopes but German Zeiss optics really are a thing of beauty.  Now I can see a really really long way.  The cross hatches are also set up for ranging and knowing the distance of 'holdover' once you've sited in at 100 or 200 yards. I have the beautiful  Bushnell Rangefinder Binoculars which help me get a good idea of the distances though with this scope alone the instruction booklet tells me how to set it up and then know by the scope alone the distance. This is done given the 18 inch chest width of the average deer and the 24 inch chest width of the average elk or moose.  With that knowledge and a little geometrical consideration one can extrapolate the actual distance. Personally I prefer the Bushnell Range Finder Scope which gives me a heads up display in the optics of the actual distance in yards or meters.  

Anyway, that's the kind of reasoning that's gone into my latest hunting rifle. Because it's new, it's going to be the preferred rifle to the Ruger 30:06.  I like head shots with bear and but whether its head or heart with bear, moose and elk the  Winchester 300 WSM will be likely 'superior'.  It will be 'overkill' for deer so I'll probably go for a neck shot. I did this already with the smaller island deer when I had the 180 grain bullet. People shoot island deer with 223 so if I used a 300 WSM I'd probably loose a quarter of the meat. It's  the meat I'm hunting for.  

Silly urban 'critics' are as suspicious of home grown vegetables as harvested meat. If it's not bought in a mall it's questionable. I heard an actual Canadian Broadcasting Corporation Radio Show out of Toronto with 3 totally ignorant urban sillies talking about their 'opinions' regarding hunting.  They thought it was 'okay' and thought that their 'judgement' and 'opinion' and 'permission' were really important. Thankfully they acknowledged the change in wind from the bad old days of the anti gun, anti hunting, anti male, anti rural , anti north , pro shopping mall and supermarket fashion talking idiots. Still it really reflects poorly on urban CBC when they think there's a need for a 'fashion expert' to comment on clothing and would never ask the opinion of a street bum or northern logger on 'city attire' but they get sillies to talk about hunting depite there being increasing thousands of men and women involved in the sport for the joy of it or for food.  Thankfully to the Canadian Conservation services are as good as ever though there really is a need to 'police' the big time abuses which some individuals and groups perpetuate to the detriment of all those who support resource management.

Spring is the time to buy a rifle. I will likely get a chance to use it perhaps bear hunting but really fall hunting is my time for hunting so buying it now gives me the summer of target shooting to get in the 'slot' or the 'groove'.  You don't want to take a new rifle you haven't used on a hunt.  

I'm looking forward to a whole lot of pleasure on the rifle range.  Maybe I'll get some friends out and do a little friendly competition. I'm a better game hunter than some of my friends but I might take some lessons from some who are winning competitions with target shooting.  



Hannah Arendt and CBC Ideas

Last night I listened to CBC Radio Ideas show on Hannah Arendt.  Truly remarkable radio programming as is so common with the brilliant Paul Kennedy's Ideas Not only did we hear clips of Hannah Arendt herself with her amazing passion and force but also we heard several other philosophers discussing her work.
Her most controversial is obviously her discussion of Eichman in Jerusalem.  I read much of her book  when it first appears years back.  Having so enjoyed Jay Lifton’s , the Nazi Doctors, I loved Arendts summation that evil is banal.  There is nothing ‘radical’ about evil.  Her term ‘banality of evil’ derived from this discussion of ‘ordinary’ ‘thoughtless’ men lacking the capacity for true thinking. Her studies on totalitarianism caught my attention years back when I read  Erving Goffman's classic, Asylums. I was a psychiatrist in a major asylum at the time and everything Goffman wrote about this "total institution' was true.  Arendt's philosophical insights dovetailed with Goffman's sociological profundity.
Arendt was mostly interested in freedom. On CBC Ideas, one commenter said she’d be very concerned today about our tendencies to large government with even larger beaurocracies.  It really was the bureaucrats that made Auschwitz so frightening.  Like Kafka’s Castle the people were doing their disconnected tasks.  Everyone was ‘performing’ a job without consideration of the whole.  Today the Matrix movie takes this idea to the natural end.
The point is about morality and Arendt believed that for morality a person had to have the capacity to think.  She saw the horror and cruelty of thoughtlessness as truly disturbing.
Born 1906 she died 1975, a truly extraordinary thinker.
I’m thankful to CBC Ideas for their insights into a subject I’d already taken an interest is so could appreciate how thoughtful the programming had been.  I’d gladly listen to the CBC podcast again.

Monday, April 21, 2014

Easter Long Weekend Activities

It’s been an active weekend.  I had planned to leave my quad at Daytona but it turns out I had to book an appointment.  Still I got to ride around in my great Ford F350 truck with the great Yamaha Kodiac 450 4x4 in the back.  Very impressive.  Gilbert sitting high beside me thought so too.  We had lots of walks on the weekend.  He rode on the back of motorcycle, in the sportscar and on the back of the Navigator bicycle. I rode the motorcycle over to the boat and used the zodiac to buzz by my friend George.  English Bay was spectacular in the sun.  There was the North Shore Round Up which was incredible and Easter Sunday service at St. James Anglican Church.  I even to some swimming in.  I completed a third edit on my boat, Psychiatry and Addiction and made a venison chilli.  I figure I’ve watched several episodes of the tv series Chuck, a comedy about a CIA team and Ultimate Force, the British series about the SAS.  I’ve napped to. I don’t think I’ve done much these four days considering I’d planned to drive out to Agazziz, bear hunt and/or take photos of tulips.  Hanging out at home has been pretty okay, especially moving the book along.  I’m really enjoying my new Nikon Coolpix S9700 pocket camera.  Got a nice picture of a flicker and some nice flower shots. Almost got a picture of the Kingfishers that are back again this year.  I love the telephoto and wide-angle on it.  I’ve yet to use the wifi and gps features but like them.
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Sunday, April 20, 2014

Easter Sunday at St. James Anglican Church

Gilbert loves St. James Anglican Church and all the people there who love him. Like Christmas, Easter Sunday, is always an uplifting ‘fun’ time of the church year.  Jesus is Risen!  Hallelujah!.  Death is conquered.
It’s always good to go early to church on Easter Sunday because the seats fill up.
Gilbert and I had to check out the flowers outside the church as well. I just bought the new Nikon Coolpix S9700 so I don’t have to take my big nikon camera on my upcoming travels.  So while Gilbert was sniffing the dog walk beside the church, meeting with the pastors dogs, I was taking pictures of the church and flowers in the outside garden.
Easter Sunday is always white lilies.  I remember going to church as a child with my mom and her sisters, Hannah and Sadie.  Easter Sunday was  the time for the church Ladies to don their favourite spring easter hats.  My mother and her sisters loved their flowered 'bonnets'.  There was some fashion in the church today but mostly people were Vancouver drab. Only some of the folk got into the festivities. The clergy were very well attired in the golden robes. I actually wore a tie myself but know if Mom and her sisters were about, poor Gilbert would have been bathed,  likely sporting a colourful easter ribbon.  
I love the horns.  Lots of trumpets and trombones and horns are brought out to accompany Easter music.  Our choir was particularly inspiring.
All round the service was moving beginning as it did with the Rite of Sprinkling of Holy Water.   Father Mark Greenaway Robbins preached on the cross and taught me that the big life sized cross hanging from the ceiling is called the Rood Cross.  Rood is an old English word meaning cross.  Father Mark has been preaching all week on meditations of the 17th century Anglican priest, Thomas Traherne who saw the Cross as the centre of desire.  Today Father Mark, preached on Traherne’s description of the cross as the “place of sorrow; it is the root of happiness, and the gate of Heaven". What a joyous gate it is too.   It was particularly inspiring for this remarkable day.
After the Lord’s Prayer,the Nicene Creed, Confession and the actual mass of shared body and blood of Jesus, we sang together that great hymn, Jesus Christ is Risen Today.
Then it was over.  In a way another new year had begun.
I had coffee with Karen until someone took her chair while she was up.  I didn’t think to confront them with sword or pistols in the Bishops room.  She took that as a cue to gather up her awesome son and depart leaving me talk cats with one of the clergy. Gilbert was mostly interested in he pastor's dogs and the cake nearby on the table. Talk of cats doesn't much interest him.
When Gilbert and I left there was  down pouring rain.  As usual Father Mathew, without any thought of the rain, was listening on the street..  Father Matthew is distinguished by his total absorption in the person he is listening to.  Today that was so evident as the rain was the size of cats but he was not to be distracted.   Meanwhile,  I was rushing to my car and trying to get Gilbert inside out of the rain as quick as possible.
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Friday, April 18, 2014

Good Friday

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As a western working man, I generally think Friday is good.  This Good Friday is named so for Holy Week, the week of the death and resurrection of Jesus, Son of God, God become Flesh, son of Virgin Mary, Mother of God, historic Jesus, and Cosmic Christ.
The story is that Jesus came to earth to view his creation.  God is trinity. Three in one, God the father, god the son, and god the holy ghost - the holy ghost has powers of knowing all like mothers with little kids and other mother like powers but is called just the holy ghost because well, even dead, I an old man,  feel my mother’s presence.  God (God is gender, genderless, immanent, transcendent, mysterious - if my little head could know God, God wouldn't be big enough to do the job) is present always as the holy spirit, holy ghost, higher power.
So Jesus lived a short life and taught some friends esoteric truth. He was from humble beginnings, carpenter,  and his friends were from humble beginnings, fishermen etc.  His message was that the last could be first and the first could be last. The prevailing then and today Big Man, Big Woman, Big  Chief, (the elite only count) and rest of humans are slaves and servants  (first class, and second class) was the exact opposite of God’s message in Jesus.
Jesus was the servant king. He washed the feet of his followers. He liked babies and healed the sick. He preached love and service.
He antagonized the rulers in the church and politics and courts of his day.  The king tried to kill him.  Ultimately, while the provincial or state authorities would have liked to have killed him, the federal or world court sentenced him to death.  Jesus was crucified on Good Friday, called the King of Jews and killed over the cesspit of Jerusalem beside robbers.
Jesus said his kingdom was heaven and the Jewish people released the worldly rebel in his stead.  The story has many interesting twists and turns with much political insight and much re invention, invention and truth. That Jesus was a Jew is historic.  There is only one time and that time is now. Jesus is universal and all races, all people, all genders, all ages in the now.  That's the cosmic christ.  The Jesus story was universal which was why it became 'catholic'.
The bottom line is that "we" (i.e. humans)  killed God when he came.  I don’t think even aliens with greater advanced civilizations and technology are likely to visit Earth any time soon, given our barbarism.  It’s one thing to kill other soldiers but the message of Jesus was we still kill our innocents. Leaders of nations are paranoids and we are paranoids. Each of us is schizophrenic at our core.  We are alienated and when we encounter the God of Love we kill him. Even now abortion and euthanasia are the principle offering of the elite and powerful, supported by the high courts and high politics and much of the clergy today.
I see Jesus in the unborn, the old, the invalid, the sick and the dispossessed. Jesus is life.
Today we kill him.
When I read a story I like to be the hero but the real way to be in a story is to consider yourself as all parts, like a great drama with every actor having a role and even having roles that are interchangeable.  So today I’m a Jewish Judge sentencing Jesus to be killed and asking a Federal Political Leader to get me ,as one of the soldiers to kill this falsely accused and innocent man.
I don’t believe in capital punishment because of such glaring mistakes by state authorities.
I prefer the courts let a guilty man go free than to have an innocent man killed.
I am especially concerned about the increasing failure of justice in Canada specifically because of the celebration of false accusation especially in the area of ‘social justice’ with little consequence to the accuser and horrible outcomes for the falsely accused. I estimate perhaps a million or more Canadians have been false accused in recent years without any consequence to the accusers which is one of the reasons I’m concerned about the Bible being outlawed by the State. The ‘secular’ and ‘atheist’ groups have been the most murderous lot in history making Christians and other religious groups look like kindergarden kids by comparison.
So today I consider the political aspect of the Crucifixion.
But personally I kill God in me daily but preferring lust to love, money to wealth, superficial to deep, material over spiritual, self centeredness to altruism.  So today is a day of confession.  I confess my addiction to this world and the world of the senses and my commonly turning away from God and the present, worrying about the future in terms of my security, my ambitions and my sexual desires or regretting and resenting the past in terms of my thwarted ambitions, threats to security and loss of sexual relationships.
I promise God and myself and my community that I will continue to look within and upwards to the transcendent and eternal.  I will seek higher rather than lower desires or at least see the God and divine in all and give up the belief that I can be apart from God in anyway place or shape.  I will forego the alienation and isolation that pride and narcissism give to my psychopathic self. The lizard brain within along with that lone wolf killer self will be kept at bay so I can hear the child cry or the wind in the willows.
Today is Good Friday, because Jesus said, “Forgive them for they know not what they do?”  So to be as Jesus , I learn to forgive even my enemies because they are just immature. As Jesus died and was reborn so death is not an end but a beginning.
The child believes it’s worm self is all but I know I’m a caterpillar so there is yet the butterfly to come. In death I live.
This world is but a passing.  I’m on a journey and this world is ephemeral.  There is in me an eternity, a god self, a light, a Christ within, so I must live not as if this world is all but know it as a kind of kindergarden of the soul.
Women get off lightly in Christianity.  Men die and women cry. But I believe the wives of the men who killed Jesus were demanding his death. They are like Evan Brawns who was Hitler’s girlfriend. I believe Eva Brawn was the greatest anti semite of all times and demanded Hilter kill jews.  So I think there was Mother Mary and other good women in the Christian story who did less than they could and denied Jesus as Peter his greatest follower denied him, to save himself.  I believe no one comes off looking good at the crucifixion.  Even the mother doesn’t get herself killed trying to save her son but saves herself by pulling up short of self sacrifice.  I believe I failed Jesus.
Today the story of Jesus is happening in the here and now. I’m not God so I’m only God’s persecutor today.  Jesus is Lord. Again I like to be the hero, the God, in my own drama, but I’ve good friends and we tell each other, “get down off the cross, we can use the wood.”  The worst are those who ‘self pity’ and ‘claim victim status’ and ‘out victim’ each other. They are the ‘false christs’ because there is only Jesus, son of God and each of us is son and daughter of God but he is first.
Because perception takes a nanosecond, I’m a second thought, not a first thought. I’m even in the now, co creation not the creator. I’m closest to God in the stillness and then I see I’m not the prime mover but am very very moved indeed.
Jesus taught Love.
Yahweh, Jehovah, God was a god of war. All gods began as a god of war for the tribe they represented. All gods.
Jesus said, there is one god and god is love.
Today I will again try to choose love over fear.
Today I will go to church and be reminded again and again.
I will also go to the North Shore Round Up.  But first I must walk the dog. I imagine there was a dog whimpering at the foot of the cross, given there were shepherds then.  No doubt someone kicked him away. That was probably me too.

Wednesday, April 16, 2014

Love Between the Sacred and Profound

I asked Aubrey my assistant to help get a paypal system attached to the blog so I could sell my poetry book. Like so many things, this has been a 'process'.  I first had a pay pal account a few years back but didn't use it and then it expired. Then we got an new one but I didn't know if I could sell off the blogger site then found out I could then asked Aubrey how to set it up.  She took up the challenge and today I see the result. I love it, except, the name of the book has changed from Love Between the Sacred and Profane to Love Between the Sacred and Profound.
Since this will be changed tomorrow I really didn't want to lose this moment so added this 'blog post'.  Love Between the Sacred and Profound might reflect my maturity as a poet.
I was honored to read poetry from Love Between the Sacred and Profane at the April 9, Poetry Night. Dennis E. Bolen hosted the event and I read along side, Bernice Lever, Fran Bourassa, Bonnie Nish, and Renee Salikar.  Now there was profound! A wonderful night of words.

Sunday, April 13, 2014

4x4ing North Vancouver Island

I’m supposed to be bear hunting but another day I only saw one scat and no bear.  I slept in at the wonderful peaceful Mt H’kusam View Lodge after a superb home cooked meal.
I was on the Yamaha Kodiac 450 ATV by 8:30 am.  The backwards descent from the truck to the ground is the most exciting part of the day.  Once I’d landed and geared up Gilbert sat behind me harnessed to the seat.  We then immediately saw a couple of deer crossing the road.
Later we’d see a half dozen Roosevelt Elk. I got pictures of the last two.
We stopped to share a sandwich.  Shoot some cans with my Ruger 30:06.  Napped midday in the sun. Then cruised about looking at the mountain streams and beautiful snow capped mountain views.  It’s lovely country.  I was alone all day, never meeting anyone till I arrived back at the Lodge where Chris had roast lamb waiting.
Truly a beautiful North Vancouver Island day, 4x4ing.
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