I’ve just been overwhelmed a bit at work. The lack of support, the constant government lies, and outrageous rise in cost of living, and so many patients suffering the corruption and incompetence in administration. The highest office in the land doesn’t even care when Hammas and Hezbollah Terrorists and illegal migrants burn the Canadian flag in Vancouver shouting Death to Canada. I have difficulty getting out of bed and reassuring people.
Yet I carry on and was really looking forward to this break. Yet I am physically less capable of the labour involved in hunting. I’d also done damage on the spring hunt towing the quad and paid $15,000 in camper repairs. I love my camper but I’m just not sure about hunting.
I find myself thinking that the greatest joy I’ve had in the last couple of years has been visiting churches, museums and art galleries. I like siting in coffee shops and writing. I really want to work on the books I have in progress. I have thoroughly loved listening to the most amazing audio books walking the dog. I love that I’ve been able to buy a Vespa.
I bought the new Vespa GT Super tech 300 at Vespa Metro and left my Harley Nightster Special there for winter storage. I’m only allowed one vehicle at my site. The Vespa is ideal for the city and winter. It’s also a hundred pounds lighter so will be that much better when I drive south this year.
I’m planning on heading south for a couple of months again to avoid flu and Covid season anxious for my lungs having acquired TB working as a fly in doctor in the north. I had a year of treatment in the US and no doubt that contributed to my deafness. I spent $8000 on hearing aids.
I never expected to live this long. I have no pension, no health care but I’m here and I am hunting older than my father and hunting friends.
The BC Election is happening this week. I’ve liked the NDP but normally am voting conservative yet I don’t know Rustad so I’m just confused. Federally it’s no contest. Trudeau is the devil incarnate and Pierre Poirve is a good guy. Locally Eby seems okay and I’d tend to vote NDP but I’m not happy with elections and the communist chinese influence. I’m not happy with Vancouver and BC politics just the cost of living and chaos and corruption.
I keep thinking I’m past retirement age but couldn’t retire and maintain this year with the costs without working. I enjoy working. I’ve no reason not to. Nothing better to do really. Yet the government just punishes the working class good citizens. Maybe if I wasn’t such a good boy I could turn my attention to avoiding taxes. I feel paying taxes is going to the devil. Trudeau is so evil. We’re paying so much to debt he’s created by corruption and incompetence. I am confused. On bad days I feel like all the patients who tell me they wake up and can’t get out of bed . I wake up and pray.
Without prayer I couldn’t go on. I’m not happy joyous and free some days.. The cloudy weather doesn’t help. I’m happy in the sun and really do have moments of joy reading, writing, riding the Vespa, walking Madigan. I like my men’s meeting and my on line meetings. Still I feel outside and alien at times.
My friend Willie Gutowski and Anita are having their 60th year anniversary. Was invited by Sandy but Thanksgiving is a hunting weekend. I’ve often been successful and then enjoy barbecues. Recently I’ve shot grouse and have to be thankful. It’s been since before Covid that I shot a deer. It was the slip on Author’s seat Edinburgh that did my back in. Chronic pain is debilitating but its all mostly ‘mental’. I’m so prone on self pity so am constantly blocking that with ‘all shall be well’. I’m really grateful that I m able to walk
Laura is half blind and doesn’t see well in the dark. She gets anxious . We’d planned to go from John’s where I picked up the Camper and quad to Cache Creek. Kevin and his older kids are hunting there. It was 4 when we checked in at Boston Bar. I was tired with the drive. I like the Canyon Alpine RV park. The host is a dog lover and gives out treats that Madigan loves. I’d set up the camper and walked Madigan. Laura and I had noodle soup and sandwiches then ice cream cones that Madigan had a bit of. He loves ice cream.
I like sleeping at Canyon alpine RV. It’ s a cathedral of trees and so calming. I’m having great dreams. Big meeting in the sky dreams and friends in the Greek island White Houses scenario. I feel loved and a part of .
We woke and had coffee and headed on. At Spence’s Bridge I stopped in the great little cafe there for a coffee to go and peanut and coconut cookies. I’ve a lidded mug for me and one for Laura. Madigan can’t spill them with all his fussing and jumping about. He wants to hump Laura. I’m shouting at him to stop. It’s that kind of drive. Laura’s worried about something next week but she’s unwinding. The scenery is beautiful
We stopped in Cache Creek for groceries. I love that the refrigerator is working and we have propane and water and gas. If we had to without any discomfort we could live off the grid for a week. I like wifi and electricity and all the luxuries of RV resort experience. I’m just not into roughing it any more. I even think of buying another house (down payment) and settling down. I think of going to the country or Alberta. So many friends have left Vancouver and the housing costs just seem to be getting higher with all the speculation corruption and elite immigration. The middle class is being pushed out. I’m middle classs and without a pension don’t know what I’d do. I don’t think about it much knowing that God has a plan and I’ve been reasonable and responsible but the repairs wiped out the gain of selling my boat though at least I no longer have any ongoing costs.
I’m pretty blessed
Despite inputting the Cache Creek RV Park into the Truck GPS map system we couldn’t see it. We’ passed it and the message was to proceed and turn back. We we’re 20 km from Clinton which we knew and I was tired . So we drove to Willow Spring. I’d hoped to drive the quad to hunting but though there’s a trail it turns out that this year ATV hunting is not allowed in this section, More rules and regs.
I have an essay I’m completing on prehistory art and shamanism. I’ve read countless books and listened to as many audiobooks. It’s due in a couple of weeks. I’ve a trial I have to attend to. We really like it here. I drove the quad down the road looking for a road on the other side which would allow me to hunt with the quad. Madigan loved the adventure. It turned out there were signs up over there as well. No hunting with ATV. This place is closed on Tuesday which is typical of a number of RV places as the freezing starts then. I didn’t want to unload the Camper for a couple of days, We move out on Tuesday morning. We’ve still got a week more.
Last night we had hot dogs and potato salad
This morning I was up before dawn and hiked up the mountain with Madigan. I’m out of shape. It was hard going and at the top of the hill I lay down and waited for a deer to pass. No luck Walking back down around 9 am my legs were shaking. Don’t know if it was my back or knees but it was the weirdest weakest walk I’ve known. I was glad to get down. Now my legs are tired but I’m going to walk out to sit for a bit watching the mountain to see if a deer comes down to the water. I really like the exercise. I used to walk all over the mountains before covid and now I’m too fat and all iv’e been doing to riding machine and walking the dog. This is good for me if it does’t kill me.
Time to go. Life in the fast lane. God is good all of the time. I really enjoyed studying Cave paintings and shamanism and then reading a Christian legal novel. I’ll walk over to do my due diligence but will be glad to be back home barbecuing the steak I put out for tonight.
Laura is good company and having a relaxing time reading.
I had a great shower this afternoon. Luxury. I love camping.
Thank you Jesus.
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