Journal - Burnaby - Autumn

I am grateful. It’s a good day. I slept well, waking at 5 from dreams of industry and fellowship.

Last night was a good meeting with  Tom taking a 10 years cake. Great to see the guys and be a part of something meaningful for and meritorious.  I’m enjoying my practice.  Lots of patietns I admire for their efforts in life to heal and recover and be the best person they can be.  I’m trying to help and occasionally even getting thanks and praise.  I’m still working.

I have had so many errands to do in preparation for the expedition south.  I’m getting them done.e. Thanks to Dams Ford the the Thor engine is serviced and the HVAC system with compressor restored.  I’v e serviced the Traveland and all systems are good.  I even dealt with the Jeep tire pressure.  All the big parts are ready to go.  

Yesterday Madigan was groomed at North Road Animal Hospital He has his vaccines and rabies up to date and new Heartworm meds for the south.  He’s looking pretty dapper. I downloaded his CDC import paper for the US.

 The Merry Maids came and cleaned my home doing their usual terriice job.

Tomorrow I’m going out to Chilliwack to pick up my meat.  Traveland hadn’t been able to find a little freezer to replace the side fridge but I found that the sausages I put in there have stayed frozen.  I’m satisfied that will do and will pick up the venison from Victor’s freezer.  I’ve the in house freezer part of the big fridge thawing to be cleaned so I have space.  I took out the grouse I have and will de wing and debone as well today.  

I have a big task of going out to see the camper is good for the winter.  The Vespa hasn’t sold so it may need to be stored. I must phone Dave and see what is best to do with the boat and trailer. It hasn’t sold so I have to deal with that too. 

I’ve five weekends before I go and it’s the weekends that are now limited. I received the money I have to take out each year from savings and reinvested it and paid off some debt and gave out presents. It was uplifting given I’ve been getting by day to day paying maintenance and rent and high cost of living. 

I pray and meditate each day asking to know God for deeply and more fully and to do his will.  I ask for guidance and feel that my hunting trip and rescue was a miracle.  I feel such moments are a blessing. I also feel my life unfolding with tasks being done and G.O.D. Is as sign of grace. The leg injury is finally healing with Doxycycline, Fucidin, Colloidal Silver andd Keflex.  My throat which I think was sore from the antibiotics and work is getting better too so I ‘ve cut back on antibiotics.  I even felt healed and safe enough to swim last week.  I fasted Monday and feel like I’m on track losing another couple pounds, 

I’m really thankful for this life though already don’t like the cold and the early darkness of the shortened day. I have more pain again with walking but am still able to do 5000 steps normal days here. I’m really grateful.  I even downloaded Joni Mitchell and listened and danced to some Santana.  Life is good

God is good all of the time.  Thank you Jesus. I’m continuing to read Mystics of the Church by Undewood.  I’m also reading a western and at night watching old episodes of Tom Selleck, Carew, Brdige Moynihan and the rest of the great cast of Blues (NYc)

Thank you Jesus.  

I continues to be disappointed by the WEF Neo commonusit globalist evil and our tyrannical wasteful Liberal government and the scientific illiterate Carney with his climate change doom saying and foreign affairs corruption. But then we no longer have a free press and the ‘news’ is questionable so I keep asking ‘Whare have you gone Barbara Ariel?{ and miss the Winnipeg “Free” Press.  The provincial electrician turfed Eby and the NDP..  I’d voted NDP in the past but was offended by calling a wasteful election without consideration of the challenges people are facing with the high cost of living.  So I voted Consefvative and Doerksen got in with some hope that prosperity will come. I really would like Pierre federally to replace Carney.  Trump’s mid terms are coming in Nov.  It’s Veterans Day adn the poppies are out but Carney has out lasted chapels and the Bible in the Military while everywhere Islam is infiltrating society.  Where is Godfrey when we need him.  Even the Pope no longer sounds Christian .  The wealth and power of Arab oil even has King Charles and the Anglican Church sounding like they will demand we all worship Mohammed who I don’t really see as more than the traditional tribal war laid.  So there’s civilian action and Christ and barbarism and impaling and flaying.  I will want Peace on earth and a mansion in heaven rather than 72 virgins.  Hallelujah.  

Fortunately the world carries on despite the muddle and I live in this most spiritual present hopeful. I’m especially thankful that I’m continuing to progress in the chosen direction and like the idea of a long drive, Orange Grove, and Palm Springs and Dental check up in Algadones. I’ll be glad to have my jeep with me.  Thank you Jesus. ]

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Journal - Burnaby - Sunday

I am having a really good Sunday. First thing the WDIR meeting.  I enjoy the collegiality.  Feel comfortable at times .So glad the knee replacement already occurred. I shared I’d shot a deer and been saved by an angel .  Feeling the aches and pains of aging.

The dog scraping on my leg was more than I thought and has taken 10 days to resolve with fucidin and doxycycline and my worry I hadn’t had tetanus in 10 years.  But I’d had a lot before that.  Then I had a sore throat and took keflex and gargled a lot and finally I’m getting over that.  It was ‘worrying’ until a few days a go.  

I just had a swim and hot tub.  

Madigan and I walked the River walk seeing the salmon run and both heron at righter end of the river.  I’ve done almost 5000 steps and the day is not over . Great to get in 10 laps and a soak. I couldn’t do that while my leg was healing.

I’m waiting for Traveland to replace my outside fridge with a freezer then I can pick up the venison from Victor. I talked to him again today encouraging him to try some of the venison he has in his freezer. I had the dream of driving north in August and hunting a fishing with perhaps shooting a moose or deer on the route back . A little freezer and the experience with the motorhome and jeep this summer makes that plausible.  I love glamping though.  The winter in Southern California and Arizona is totally different from the roughing it of hunting. I’d like to fly fish and will need to stop at my camper to ensure it has nothing to attract rats and mice.  I’ll have to go out on a Friday when Henry is there. 

I have Madigan’s grooming this week I’ve an appt with Sharin too. I feel a little overwhelmed with schedules and approaching departure. I sure am hoping Traveland gets the freezer soon.  After Madigan is groomed I’ll contact the US for his passport paper. I’ll also contact US customs to confirm I can bring the game meat across the border for a winter of stew and sausages. 

I’m looking forward to oranges at Orange Grove RV park. On way back I was thinking of stopping where I have in past at Gold Beach and getting a day with a fishing guide.  After I get my fly rod from the the camper I hope to fly fish in California/Oregon.  I have a visit to St. Thomas dentists for the check up.  No real desire to buy jewelry or purses.  I do have to resupply with antibiotics for the emergency kit. I’ll have to think what I best need before I go. I really should clean out my bathroom. So much disorganization there. 

I pray for God to help me know him with direct contact and for me to know him better. I want to know God’s will and have the power to carry it out. I really felt that I was blessed and manifested an anger when I was hauling out the body. Same as the time I had the angel come after I shot the elk.  

It’s been raining.

I’m working and mostly to continue paying off the Thor and Jeep.  As long as I’m living this travelling life I’m blessed with the work and feel I’m of service still if only for diagnosis and psychopharmacology.  

I wonder about the meaning of life. For me it’s outfitting vehicles and going on new adventures.  I don’t like the cold and am looking forward to heading south but then I may go to Sidney next year.  It’s warmer than here and more sunshine and I love the city and have a car to get around .  

Today is a good day. My job is to keep Madigan well and to continue to be of service.  Suiting up and showing up is good.  I’m participating and being of service. Next week I’ll make it to church again.

The provincial conservatives won the election withLorne Doerlspm as Premier. First time Conservative in power since 19 26.  Socred had been the right wing party before NDP.. The Conservatives ‘had a majority too. Lorne Doerkson was a rodeo rider and announcer.  Laura likes him too.  Lm’ very hopeful.

With Carney and China and the WEF in the East I keep wondering if I should leave Canada but I’m hopeful and do enjoy being a ‘real Canadian’ not the Eastern Canada city suit globalist sort. I’m definitely of the city and suburbs but also love the outback

I’m thankful for today. It’s raining. I’ve filled up with propane and am using the electric heat and have sewer. Another 6 weeks before I leave and everything is pretty much in place with vehicles. Jsut need to check Nexus and customs stuff and book RV place for first night.  

I bought the new IPhone 18 pro max and the I watch Ultra 4.  I trazded in my old iPhone and i watch. I’m enjoying these It was a good experience except I forgot the iPhone password so had to come back and come in the next morning,  I had my nails done.  black manicure to match the black pedicure.  

It’s a good day. Thank you Jesus.  Thank you God. Thank you Holy Ghost!!

All shall be well

Sins

The seven deadly sins were codified as 

1. Pride

2. Greed

3. Lust

4. Envy

5. Gluttony

6. Wrath

7. Sloth

Commonly Christians are focused most on “lust’ which I think distracts from the ‘greater’ sin of ‘Pride” and the other sins like “Sloth’ and “Envy”, Greed , and Gluttony so prevalent in Church and society.  

In Paradise Lost, Milton describes Satan, the first angel as have excessive pride and preferring to look at his own shadow than turn to face God and lose himself in the light.  Marx, Engels Lenin, Mao , Castro are all the proudest of men.  The Theist says I ‘believe’ there is a God and the Agnostic says “I don’t know if there is a god” but the aetheist is the proudest insisting there is ‘no God’.  So today in the politics of our land with the infiltration of communism into every aspect of Canadian Government and a hundred more churches burnt down, Carney denying chaplains in the military. 

When Moses asked thee Burning Bush what is your name, God replied Yahweh. “I am that is who I am.”  The being or fabric of existence is God, the creator, and Jesus is his son. Immanuel means ‘God within’ Christ means God will come again.

Carney the PM of Canada has said that Muslims culture is Canadian Culture and King Charles has since his great mother’s death been promoting Islam with his role as head of the Christian church seemingly displaced by his celebration of Islam.  His son is talking more of Allah than the Trinitarian god.  All of the Middle East and Indonesia were Christian and other religions like Hinduism and Buddhism until the Religion of Peace waged the most barbaric wars genociding Armenians and only being pushed by by Godfrey in the Crusades, Cyd in Spain and John II Sobieski at the Battle of Venice. 1683. Now like a Trojan Horse invasion boatloads of military age men swarm Europe and account for an inordinate number of rapes and a troubling leniency by the courts. 

Pride.  Mohammed did not wash the feet of his servants but was worse of a tyrant than Marx and Mao and quite unsavourty.

Hitler supported the neo pagan aims of his Third Reich.  

None of these were Christian.  The anxiety tribal religion of the Old Testament, Judaism, is primal but even the most primitive of writings are not in the league with the teaching of the Koran.  Jesus, a Jew, taught love and that God was a loving God. 

He said give until Ceaesar what is Caesar’s.  His domain was spiritual while the domain of Mohamed and the famous aetheists was solely material , much the same as the pagan gods.  

I can’t teletransport or fly without a machine. That alone makes me humble . I can not be the creator. I’m not God. Perhaps I’m delusions and all creation is an illusion of my mind. I’m a corrector with God but I’m not God.  These others have a terrific pride by comparison.  I heard scientists in the future told God they could make life and were about to blow spirit into a handful of dirt when God said “get your own dirt’.

Envy - Thomas Sowel the great philosopher of today

Dams Ford, Langley and the Thor

I’m discombobulated. I had the appointment booked for today but thought it was afternoon. Fortunately phoned at 8 and found out it was 830 but I didn’t make it till 920.  Fastest breakdown and travel yet.

I look forward to travelling but these in city service trips are challenging. I’m anxious and sleep poorly during the night. Long highway drives are relaxing but short city drives are stressful.  Still I’m pleased to be here and know the Thor is in the shop getting the HVAC for engine installed. I’ll have warm feet going south and cool in the driver’s compartment when I’m south. I leave second week of December only 6 weeks from now.

Just had breakfast at the Corner Cafe next door. Lovely Korean family.

It was a slog coming back after being away.  The week before leaving and weak coming back to work for a physician have always been a deluge. I actually attended at thee clinic and maitntained work getting the laundry done, attending my meetings.  I’ll have to do a trip to the storage locker to remove all hunting supplies for going south. I’ve given Traveland the dimensions of the outdoor fridge so they can replace it with a freezer that I’ll be able to fill with venison. I can take venison south with the information from the butcher and my license  He and I have apts for grooming. Now that I’m over hunting, though I’m tempted to go out again, I could get my nails done. I’m feeling effeminate after the heavy lifting of hunting.  

I’ve lost 5 lbs and feel better but must increase my exercise and diet more.  It’s a slog.

My leg from the dog scratches hasn’t heeled yet. It’s improved and it’s clearly healing thanks to doxycycline. Then I had a sore throat and thought I was coming down with tetanus.  I catastrophize. But I feel quite overwhelmed with my schedule and the demands. I move from one task to another thankfully rather efficiently but don’t get anything done after dinner.  I watch tv. These days it’s Blue Bloods .  

Autumn weather has been love with only few days of rain. The Salmon are running.  The deer are likely in rut with the cool weather in the country. I’m using the heaters to save on propane. Propane came yesterday and I was pleased .  

I’ve been praying and meditating but not so much time sitting meditation.  Since being back I’ve been restless but as I get through the errands I feel I can return to the good routines I had before the hunting trip. The hiking was a great addition with increased exercise and weight loss. I must continue.  Adell tells me she’s playing pickle ball and seeing her doctor regularly. I still think of a sex change and a new personna. I like the anonymity of cross dressing. Not much difference between an old guy and an old lady but I’d like to wear a long skirt out rather than pants. I’ve enjoy moccasins.  I love my new puffy MEC jacket.  I like the terms au drab and au femme and remember how I enjoyed ‘dress up’ and ‘costumes ‘ in my years in theater.  We joke and say that a man who looks at your shoes and knows the desighener is mostl likely gay . I like looking at women’s face and breasts and think Sidney Sweeney is today’s Marilyn.  I feel the challenges of being male have passed and today I’d like to enjoy the more relaxed feminine role with self care and manicures. I could have a manicure.  

I’m very blessed. Thank you God for Madigan. Thank you for this life. Thank you for my health. Thank you for Laura and family and friends and colleagues and patietns.  Thank you for my Thor and Excalibur Hitch and Jeep Wrangler.  Thank you for this weekend. Thank you for the autumn and the sunshine.  

Burnaby - Journal - Thank God It’s Thursday

I am grateful for another day.  It’s the last day of work in my schedule. As usual for a doctor when I go away I’m inundated with demands when I come back.  The same is for the week before leaving.

I’m still recovering from the dog attack last week. It as a more serious scratch and then when I was worried it wasn’t responding to topical fucidin it responded to oral Doxycycline. Then I began to think of tetanus and how long ago I had my last shot but I’ve had them since childhood.  I had a sore throat then which likely came from talking and perhaps candida but responded to additional of zythomaxx.  I slept well last night.

It was the men’s meeting and Mark took a 7 year cake.  I enjoyed seeing George, Jack, Terry and Larry.  I showed pictures of the deer I shot and had casual community conversations with others.  I liked being back and miss my home group when I’m not there George wants a letter to assist getting a grant for Burnaby Fellowship.  I felt the pressure but now it’s in motion and I’ll be able to complete it on the weekend perhaps with Terry’s help.

I’ enjoying the pub casts of transsexuals and have patients in transition.  It’s been years since dancing days I’vee loved costuming and fabrics and fashion. I’m following several models on Facebook and so enjoying Sidney Sweeney entertainment

At night I’m continuing to watch Blue Blood and Cold Case which Laura likes when she’s over. I think Blue Bloods is a morality lesson and philosophical reminder of the challenges.  It’s catholic and Boston Blue is a spin off with Baptists and Jews.  Rabbi’s and Ministers.  All educational training.

I’v e been walking Madigan and not liking the increasing cold in the morning. It warms by noon but I’m really looking forward to heading south to Palm Sprikng. I don’t like cold and the rain and gloom hasn’t even begun yet. The days are shorter.

I’ve been talking to Adell and she’s continuing to work on Hay Bay and hope for a sale.  She’s seen places in Ottawa she’d like. The great neice is growing and sitting uup and standing. Idon’t think sh’es walking yet. The Great Nephews are doing well in school.  I learn of the daily advances in the Signal big family page.

I’m waiting for Traveland Mobile to replace my outside refridgerator with a little freezer then I can drive to Chilliwack and bring back the venison Victor picked up from the butcher and is keeping in his freezers. I’m loooking forward to venison stews and stocking the freezer with Tupperware meals. I’ll be taking it south with the tag and butcher . I drive the Thor to Damn’s for the HVAC repair and parts the final preparation for heading south. 

It’s a grey day but we had sunshine and blue sky yesterday. I’m still financially solvent paying my debts but may have to delay on a new I phone and i Watch.  I’m pleased that my Epson Printer continues to function.

I was in the clinic this week.  I must make it to the mail today and pick up laundry.  So many errands and lists. I need to get air in my Jeep tired.  Also Propane arrives today,  I’ve been enjoying showers but have two electric heaters on low and an electric blanket to save on propane use which is the most costly heat.  

Thank you Jesus.  Thank you God. 

Journal -Burnaby

Laura left in a taxi this morning. Madigan is quiet again grieving the departure of his friend.  He’s due for grooming this week

I’ve just got off the phone to Traveland Mobile service asking them to replace my outside refridgerator with a freezer for the venison. Victor called saying the Butcher had it ready and he picked it up and put it in the freezer.  

I’m glad to be back in Burnaby.  The weather had turned cold in Princeton and I really don’t care for cold now. Back here the nights are chilly but the day is warm. I’ve propane coming on Thursday and will be glad to be over the serious rationing concern.  The electric heat is working fine but having propane is comforting because I can get stove, and hot water and heat with the propane.  Back ups and back ups.  The air conditioning works off the electric.

I emptied the black and grey tanks before returning and am due to empty these again this week when I stow and pull in slides and jacks to take the Thor to Dam’s Ford.

I was talking with Peter who traded in his Tiffany for a Newport at Traveland. Madigan was delighted to visit with Eva and Luka .  

I’m in the clinic tomorrow and have a men’s meeting this Wednesday and WDIR meeting this Sunday.  I feel it’s busy but that’s just me.  I just learned that I don’t need winterization fall service as I’d done all the service in the spring. Henry is doing the winterization of my Camper in Chilliwack.  

It’s a bright day.  Blue sky.

Work calls.  

Today is voting day so I’ll go at noon.  

It’s a fast day today.  

I’m returning to my routines.  Laura’s doing laundry this week coming so we won’t see her for a couple of weeks.  Madigan and I will settle in.  A dog scratched my leg at the little dog park when I bicycled Madigan there Saturday. I’ve done the iodine then Fucidin and today took a doxycycline.  It’s healing slowly.  I’m consciously having positive thoughts and hope that tomorrow or next day it will be really clearing up.  It’s just a little sore and I tend to catstrophize if I don’t resist the negative things. I’m already a peg leg pirate with parrot and eye patch.

I was glad to get my laundry done and a whole new supply of tshirts and underwear.  

I;m grateful for this blessings.  It was a joy to have Laura over for a couple of weeks. Great work hiking and getting 15000 steps. Now I’ve got to get more pedometers steps in the city.  I’m not gaining weight and hoping to lose more weight to be healthier.  I’m convinced it will help my back and overall health.

I’m looking toward to the Palm Springs trip. Adventure. Road Trip.  Getting b ack from Princeton was a joy. I learned from Peter that they’d had a shimmy coming off the I5 in Sacramento.  I’m pleased with knowing what it is and how to handle it and mostly avoid it.

I am blessed.

Thank you God for Laura and Madigan. Thank you for the Thor and Exc alibur Hitch and Jeep Wrangrler. Thank you for BC RV and the Tikky poo laundry and M&Es pizza a nd Traveland.

Thank you Jesus.

Journal - Princeton Autumn

Another lovely autumn day in Princeton BC.  So enjoying the view of the view with the leaves changing on the trees.  

I’m resting on my laurels still from shooting deer and gettting it out and to butcher with help of Kamal and Victor.  Every once in a while through the day I remember the shot and reflect on the meat being processed and that I’ll have venison barbecue and stew through the winter. I realized that there’s another little fridge on Thor so I’ll have room for the deer in that. I believe it will stay freezing or I could replace it with a little similar sized freezer. They’re about $300.  I’ll decide when I pick up the meat from the butcher hopefully next week.

I talked to Henry and asked him to winterize the camper. I believe I’ll pick up what I need and ensure it’s stowed so there’s no attraction to mice.  I may be able to do that on the same trip. Next Friday I have the motorhome in Dam’s having the Hvacs done so will be pleased with heat and a/c for the driver’s compartment.  

It took me several days to physically recover from the shooting and hauling deer.  I had to take Robaxin for sleep for a couple of nights but am back to ibuprofen in the morning. 

I’ve confirmed Madigan has his vaccinations for going south and has an appointment booked for grooming.  I will get the American travel form in the next couple of weeks for him. I just confirmed my Belairdirect Travel Insurance for the 90 days I’ll be out of country. I leave Dec. 11 2026. 

I’ve worked the last couple of days and have an afternoon of work to complete today before I’m off again. In the morning we leave. I called E&H Hitch and discussed the wobble I experienced for a few minutes coming down the last steep #3 section and breaking to quickly.  I’ve read Grok and looked at various sites and was reassured that it really was most likely due to the speak and braking and not anything intrinsic to the systems.  I decided to take the longer way home going north through Merrit then down the Coquahalla 4 lane freeway because it was so easy last month when I travelled home on that. I’m a bit anxious about the steep 2 lane winding mountain road. There was even snow in Manning Park.  Tomorrow weather forecast for Coquahalla is good with sunshine and no snow or major winds

All is well.

Thank you God . Thank you Jesus.

Thanksgiving Harvest: Princeton Mule Deer

I am so grateful tonight.  I have been gifted the life of a buck by the great Creator.

I’d hiked all morning, saw some deer and shot at grouse.  Then I’d developed a slow air leak but made it to Princeton Kal Tire just as the tire became flat. Such helpful service.  They’d had a tire my size but I’d had to leave the car and call a taxi to take Madigan and I and my two rifles to the near by camp grounds.  A few hours later they called to say I could pick up the Jeep.  I bicycled there with the power assisted Trek and just loaded it on the rack when I arrived. Great job.  They’d swapped out the spare and put the new tire as the new spare. 

“Thanks so much,” I said. “ I’ll still be able to make the evening hunt.” 

Then I just planned to drive a mountain trail hoping for another grouse or a rabbit.  I drove slowly around a turn maybe 20 km/hour. There were two big deer. I couldn’t tell if one had horns.  I was out of the Jeep Wrangerlert, having shut off the engine and pulled on the emergency brake.  I was loading 30:06 Nozzler Partition bullets into my Ruger stainless steel rifle seeing where the deer had run down into the recently logged valley.  I had the 3 power scope on the two deer, confirmed one was a doe but the further out one was uncertain. I twisted the scope to 9 power and sure enough.  Antlers! Two points.  A harvest buck.  Using the car hood as a rest I eased the trigger as the buck was just about to bound away.  Their habit of looking back to see who or what was following them had been all it took.  The rifle sounded, blasted really.  The buck fell.  It was down and I didn’t need another shot.  I headed down the valley through the debris and stood there beside the magnificent beast. My shot had landed just inches forwardd of the heart as he was turning to flee as I shot.  He was dead but I fired another round behind the ear into the brain just to be sure. 

It was another incredible moment looking at the culmination of days of hunting and several years since I’d last shot big game. 

My little black and white cockapoo, Madigan had followed me out of the car and now stood keeping his distance looking at this great animals dead.  He was quite in awe of the huge deer , to him, and us the hunters. I was primordial. So much energy and gratitude.

I remembered to take a picture with my Apple I phone then proceed with the field dressing., There was only an hour of light. The work had begun.  Despite all the rush of success that carried me along I was not up to the task of dragging the carcass across the debris the 150 yards back to the Jeep.  I got the first fifty yards done but with night coming on and fear of twisting an ankle and back strain already I didn’t believe I dcould make it. 

I struggled  back to the Jeep and  brought an axe and rope back. It didn’t reach so I halved the deer with my knife using the axe to chop through the spine.  I could drag the hind quarters further but the chest and head were too heavy. I was fading fast with the light and already dependent on headlamps and electric langer.,  I severed the head at the neck then  quartered the hind. My legs were shaking and my chest was heaving with the effort as I  stumbling in the dark over the spree and logs and uncertain ground.  I had a hind quarter and a chest to get back up to the Jeep.  

That’s when the miracle occurred.  

A great grizzly bear of a man stopped his truck.

“You shot a buck?” He asked.

“Yes.”  I was standing looking very worn out beside the Jeep. 

“Would you like a hand?” He asked.

“I surely would,” I said fearing I’d have a heart attack getting the chest and quarter hind out. I’d thought I’d cut away the ribs because I didn’t think I could make an other trip.

Then this angel was heading down to the my lantern telling me to stay and hold the light.  

“I’ll take it from here.’ He said.,

And sure enough to walked down the ravine across the spree and picked up the one quarter with one hand  throwing it over his shoulder and dragging the chest with the other hand like they were a couple of small bags of groceries. Paul Bunyan indeed.  He got half way back brought in the quarter and went back for the front. 

His beautiful black wife was holding the other light. 

“Let’s get these all in the vehicle.”

I had bought a ready body bag on Amazon to keep the Jeep interior as clean as possible and he noticed. This is a body bag.  

“Yea’

Laid on in the interior we put all the parts in there so no blood drained into the interior.

I had the head and horns in the largest green garbage bag.  I put that on the passenger seat floor.

We were standing there, the three of us and a the little dog. I was in awe of this great young man so generous.  

“Can I offer you anything?” I asked

“No,” he said giving me a great hug. “You earned it.’.  

“I’m Kemal and this is Gloria.What is your name?”

“Bill,” I said.

“Will,” he said.

“Bill.”  

“Are you okay to get down the mountain.”  

“Yes, thank you. I really can’t say how much I appreciate the help. It was amazing.”

“You earned it.” He said and then they were gone.

I picked up my leather cowboy hat and climbed into the Jeep.  New to me this Jeep had out performed. I drove down the mountain forest service road slowly.  Very slowly.  At last a I made it to the paved part. I put the safety on the rifle and took the Jeep out of 4WD for the rest of the journey back to town.

It was a glorious night driving down that winding mountain with high beams through the spruce and pine forest. I had my windows down and the scent of pine was strong despite me being covered in deer blood and having profusely sweated with the work I’d done after I shot the buck.  

Back at camp I was still excited. Madigan ran to tell Laura. She came out to see the head an horns.  I changed out of my bloody clothes putting them in a bag separate from the hamper. Even my jacket had blood on it and my sleeve was red like the knees of my jeans.  My back loved the hot water of the shower and I stopped quivering. 

I phoned Victor.  I couldn’t hang the meat because there was no where to hang the quarters at the camp grounds. With Laura and Madigan I’ve been glamping in the Thor Hurricane.

My military vet extraurodianry hunting guide would know what to do. I was all out of energy and ideas.

“ Well done,” He said. “Sumacs Meats. Take it to them in the morning and they’re take care of everything.  Even take the skin off for a few extra dollars.” 

“I ll take you for breakfast.”  I said.

“I’ll be here.”  

I’d have an hour or two drive in the morning. It was only an hour or two away.  I went out to the Jeep and moved the head out of the passenger seat. I lowered the windows a litttle and made sure the body bag was open.  I took the heart and liver back inside.

Cleaned up the heart and most of the liver went into the freezer.

Laura had gone to bed but I stayed up to put oil and chopped onion in a pan. I cubed the liver and fried it up with the garlic and onion.

So delicious!!! Incredible. Incredible.

Madigan shared a piece and was equally enthusiastic.  A great hunt. A marvellous bound.

Thank you God! 

I was home. I was alive. I was exhausted. God had sent me his angel to help an old man.   I climbed into bed Laura had warmed with Madigan joining us. I was feeling such gratitude and peace. But the vibration had quieted and I hoped to get some sleep. My body sunk into the mattress and my mind followed in time. I was still reliving the excitement and the shot.  Another deer at Thanksgiving.  

Thank you deer. Thank you God!

Addendum

I drove the 2 hour from Princeton to Chilliwack through a snow storm at the top of Sunday Summit. I was pleased to see Victor We’d planned to take the deer to Sumas Butcher’s only to learn they were full up for the week Victor found another Chilliwack butchered who could take the meat because of a cancellation Lots of lucky hunters this year.  We had to skin the dear quarters first. Victor did the lion’s share of that but refused to accept any compensation just glad to help.  Such a mensch. Then a couple of older guys were lifting the two hind quarters and chest back into the Jeep and driving them to the butcher.  He was great and once we’d filed all the license and species and harvest location glad to say he’d have the venison ready in a week maybe 2.  What a boon!  I had to drive the 2 hours back to Princeton and Laura and Madigan but might be able to collect the meat on the way home next week or return to Chilliwack and have lunch with Victor another day.  Thank you Higher Power. 

Princeton: Madigan, Laura and I, Glamping and Hunting and working

Each trip in my Thor Hurricane Class A Motorhome is an expedition for me.  Towing the Jeep Wrangler with the DevCon Excalibur hitch is another challenge.  The week before I was to leave I found I’ll lost a part of the hitch which thankfully E&H Hitch Langley had a spare for.  There’s so many moving parts. I keep saying that I need a check list like a pilot has and will eventually get one. By that time I might not need it as I’m getting the routine down.  I have already done this for my Sailing Vessel Giri Departures.  There’s no weighing of the anchor but there’s still stowing.  Then bringing in the slide and lowering the jacks.  Finally I disconnect the seweer, water electricity and stow the Starlink dish.

Laura arrived on the Thursday.  Madigan is ecstatic when she joins us. His other favourite person.  A very good dog week indeed as Peter and Larry returned with their Tiffany Allegro and Madigan’s girlfriend Eva and her sister Luca.  

The trip to Princeton had the one challenge I fore saw. That was coming down the steep mountain side and yes. The jeep shimmied as I did at one point teaching me I even have to go slower. The air alarm sounded once and I just had to put on the ceiling fan and open the window to clear the stale air. I don’t know what causes that but it happens after an hour driving when I’m doing over a hundred. I’m mostly aiming for 80 to 90 km.  Laura was good company, someone to talk with and the miles/kilometers flew by.  

I’d worried about getting into the Princeton Campground but it’s much bigger than I remembered with no difficulties whatsoever.  We’ve been here many times in the last 25 years motorcycle camping and pulling littler trailers, and last with the F350 and Adventurer Camper. The trouble then was I was pulling a trailer with the Honda Rancher quad.  There as a place to disconnect the Jeep and the Thor drove easily into a lovely riverside site with a terrific peaceful view.

I was actually out hunting that evening driving about and getting my first ruffed grouse.  Laura loves Princeton and gambling in the Thor.  The next day Saturday I was up at 6 am and away at 7 with the sun coming up. I’m always singing ‘sun’s coming up and I ‘m riding with Lady Luck’ when I ‘m driving at dawn. Beautiful time of the day.  I’d made thermos of coffee and Madigan was excited in the passenger seat.  Marvellous blue sky wealthier, the rain’s and cold not here year. Just fresh autum weather with fir and pine scented air and mountain logging roads. This is my first time hunting in the mountains and the Jeep is perfect I’d liked it in the Merritt cattle’s country back roads. Here it was even more a delight. I’d been using a quad for several years and it was a please to see the Jeep could do just about everything a quad could do.  Madigan like being up front in the cushioned seat rather than outside behind me in his box on the quad.  He’s a comfort dog.

I’ve my Ruger 30:06 stainless steel rifle for big game. It’s over 30 years old now and still a wonderful firearm. I’m enjoying the Chaippa 20 gu/22 L.combo rifle.  The 20 guage has been the one getting grouse with  7 1/2 shell.  I enjoyed target practicing with the 22 and maybe will try for rabbit with it but the 20 guage head shot is a no brainer no miss. I’m pleased.  A grouse or two a day in the freezer.  

Saturday morning I started late so I could attend my MD2 doctors meeting enjoying listening.  I’m working two a half days a week while on this workcation. Usually I work four days a week so had a Monday and Friday day off.

Each day I see the deer in the town.  I joke and say they get reservations a head during hunting season.  I met a nice young man at a side of the road stop to put safeties on rifles and stow them. He joked that he read about a guy who put out corn in the field with a sign. “This corn is for birds.  Any deer eating it will be shot.”  There were a lot of hunters out this weekend.  He said the mucipality should be putting out traffic signs and lights for the hunter population.  

Getting out hiking in the morning is the first win for me. I’m enjoying my pedometer that tells me I’ve had three days over 10,000 steps, the highest 16 thousand.  My body hurts at the end of the day and I sleep well with robaxin and aspirin.  Madigan loves these hikes, following behind me on the way out then let free to range ahead on the way out. 

When  I shot the grouse he runs ahead and pounced on the bird killing it if it wasn’t already dead.  One grouse had fallen down the ravine so he was kind enough to go down and fetch it back up to the road. I’ve seen deer and had the scope on 3 of 6 I saw in the fields. Unfortunately none had horns but it was a very exciting morning.  I also delighted when I found moose camp with its horrible third world outhouse that was a life saver. I had to go but was having trouble squatting with the tired legs and knees so really appreciated the toilet seat even if I had to scour it with wet ones before I sat down.  Stuff of nightmares but glorious relief.  

Each day is memorable.  Laura and I watch tv at night, mostly Cold Case or Blue Bloods. We did enjoy the first of the new season Marshall’s a spin off from the great Yellowstone series.  Laura reads inside or outside on the lawn chair. The weather has been that warm.  I’ve barbecued steaks when I return.  It’s all very pleasant.  Early to bed and up before dawn. Great dreams. One I was playing with a baby elephant while her mother slept. In another I was trying to get Obama to listen to Trump. I thought that amusing, me as a peacemaker but I’d been reading the story of the war in North Africa and the meeting of Churchill and Roosevelt.  Extraordinary discussions of where to focus troop concentrations, Mediterranean , Pacific, English Chanel. Stalin couldn’t join them in Casablanca because the Stalingrad battle was full on.  An Army at Dawn by Atkinson.  So there it was popping into my unconscious.  Good dreams and so peaceful out here away from the city.

Thank you Jesus. Thank you God. Thank you Holy Spirit!!!

Journal, Laura and Madigan, Burnaby Autumn

Laura has driven home after a couple of weeks here. She left in her little red Smart Car with Madigan whining to see her leave.  

She had the flu the first week she was here.  Her boss was down too and her clinic was closed so she spent the week here with me feeing her soup and barbecues and her steadily getting better with Madigan’s nursing.

I’d had the motorhome in for the engine compressor replacement and work on the Hvacs system.  I’ve one more trip to Langley at the end of October and my hotorhome should be prepared for the trip south in Decemember. 

I had realized I lost a peg for the Demcon Excalibur Hitch and was so so pleased that E&H Hitch in Langley had a spare. I drove out there and collected it so that our hunting trip next week is still on.  With the hitch I’m able to pull the jeep behind the Thor Motorhome. I’ll drive up to the country and Laura will be able to stay in the motorhome while Madigan and I go out each day in the jeep to park beside trails to hike in search of bucks and grouse.

I was aghast that I’d lost this price of the puzzle through stupidity.

I’ve continue to work.  It’s about 30 ours a week and I really enjoy  many of my patients and am thankful for the opportunity to be of service.,  

This weekend I’ve been for a swim and today Madigan and I did the Burnaby lake walk

I’ve finished read Defenders of the West by Ibrahim telling the story of the crusades.  There are so many lies about Palestine and ‘religion of peace’ and Iran.  Islam invade Iran and killed the Zoroastrians. The Middle East was mostly Christian but the Muslims raped, killed enslaved and subjugated country after country til Godfrey fought back . Then it was a series of defensive responses with Cyd pushes the Muslims out of Spain after there years of terror. Then the Turks genocided the Americans and Hungarians and Vlad the Impaler pushed back.  The Islam invasions were reigns of terror with millions murdered and countless enslaved and boys taken in to make the next army.  The Taliban and Hammas are simply continuing the Jihadist core of the religion. The moderate Muslims are looked down on by groups like the Muslim Brotherhood . Sharia law is primitive and in part barbaric.  Yet that’s being promoted and Obama thought to be Muslim seen as a Trojan horse. Now Carney says Canadian values are Muslim values and it’s all so irritating. The Pope says we can co exist but there’s no evidence of this as Islam does not separate church and state and promotes totalitarianism as does communism the religion of aetheism. The is no secular space in these tyrannies. 

I’m reading medieval history and seeing King Charles pontificating like an old dinosaur.  Muslims invade Malaysia. Thailan’s king is thought sacred.  It’s all politics and it really does at times seem like Neo medievalism

I read an hour a day of social media especially enjoying the jokes and the beautiful women in bikinis/. My favourite joke this week was , a man tells the doctor his eyes are sore and water whenever he has sex and the doctor replies he must be allergic to pepper sprang.

I am still reading Evelyn Underwood’s Mystics of the Church.  Somewhere I have the book 20 influencail Christian’s and I’m making my way slowly through that.

With Laura here I read a lot.  I also barbecued steak and pork chops and burgers from Frull Basket Burchers in New Westminster. At night we watched more episodes of Blue Bloods and the conclusion of Reacher.

I’m a bit burnt out and looking forward to a couple of weeks hunting. I will still work 2 an half day a week rather than 4 days a week. I’m really looking forward to driving south . It a couple of thousand km and I only can drive 3-4 hours a day so it’s about 4 days of steady driving. I’m going straight to Palm Springs and Laura is flying in to join us for a few weeks over Christmas.  When I’m working virtual from the south it seems it’s less ‘busy’.  I continue to pay the bank.  I’m thankful that I can get out of the winter wetness and into the desert believing it protects my lungs and keeps me alive.  

I’ve really enjoyed my men’s meeting Wednesday and this week I had the Saturday morning MD2 Idaa recovery meeting and the WCDIR recovery meeting this morning.  I like the description of prayer putting one into a complementary wavelength. I certainly appreciate prayer and meditation. I also like gratitude a lot. 

Thannk you Jesus for this wonderful fall day, the sunshine and blue sky.  Thank you

God

There is one God, God of Gods.  

Homosexuality and Reproduction

Homosexuality, men having sex with men, is principally an issue for the family and community if there is exclusivity.  Bisexuality has never been such and issue. Lesbianism similarly, though quite common, does not pose a threat to the family or community except where there is exclusivity.

Throughout history reproduction has been associated with increase in the size of the family and tribe.  Children were viewed historically as ‘tools’not as the ‘pets’ they are to many today.  The same was true of dogs and cats. Their purpose was to serve the parents, family, and community. 

The larger the family the greater the wealth and protection.  Anything that conflicted with this was ‘taboo’.  Hence homosexuality wasn’t about the form of intercourse or even anal or oral sex.  Homoxexuality and lesbians were normal in ancient religions, in Hinduism, (see the temple carvings), in animism, in Islam and Greec e and Egypt and certainly in Africa.  The issue for the family is the refusal to reproduce not the act per se.  Where men and women were bisexual there was no issue.  

All discussion of LGBT must to be responsible consider that ‘selfishness’ is at issue.  Parents wanting a dynasty are challenged by children wanting same sex relationships.  Even today Islam with its multiple wives and sex with men and women but promotion of the reproductive female and the slave girls is productions twice the population that other religions are producing.  They openly say they will win the war for religions by superior reproduction.  Bisexuality and even bestiality were not uncommon in anxient times but women reproduced and more wives and younger wives and slave girls ment larger armies.  Bisexuality was accepted as long as reproduction carried forward.  Refusal of men and women to reproduce was however an issue for the family and community and survival of the army and empire.  

Journal, Burnaby, THOR. E&H Hitch. Jeep

Carney is preparing for war with the US.  His fear mongering about climate change has fizzled with Suzuki saying no one listens to him anymore. The Arctic remains there despite all Al Gore’s hot air and Greta’s pubescent UN heat. Now his wife is stirring up trouble in the Oceans and Hillary’s friend George Soros continues to want to destroy western civilization in exchange for sharia communism.

I’ve lost a metal plate for towing my jeep and am waiting for E&H hitch to let me known if they have another.  Laura and I are booked to drive to Princeton for deer hunting next Friday.

I dreamed I rode my e bicycle straight up and got off just short of the pinnacle.  My dreams are generally good, optimistic and positive.

I think of my family in heaven.  There is less time ahead of me than behind me.

I’ve a good life.  I work and walk the dog and eat and pay bills and taxes.  My motorhome is mortgaged.  My Jeep has a year of payments left.  Liquidated today I’d pay for them and be even.  I have no big reserve. I was working because I wanted to but some days I feel indentured.  Then I remember I’m going south in my motorhome for 2-3 months this winter. My camper is repaired in storage. I’d just need a truck to take it out but I hope to sell it in the spring once I’ve cleaned it out.  My Vespa isn’t selling and my friend can’t unload by inflatable and trailer.  I’ve downsized.  

I work Monday to Thursday and do errands Friday.  I’ve another trip to Ford to finish the repairs on the Thor engine. That’s when I return from Princeton.  I had a half dozen Fridays in the lounge of jeep or Ford and some more in the lounge of Traveland.  Maintenance of equipment is a major issue in life.  I wonder what the apartment dwellers do with all the time.  I imagine later in life I’ll opt for a fixed dwelling either this motorhome or a side by side with yard for the dog.  That’s years ahead.  I have friends working till they’re 80.  If I was independently wealthy I might travel instead.

My friend John and Jennifer went on a safari last year and I was envious. I know envy is a sin so I was happy for them . I felt self pity through when I saw the Egyptian Christian tour for 2 weeks for $10,000. It would be safe to go as a tour. I include Laura but that’s cost and Madigan is central to all my plans.  Laura often takes care of him so I can go to medical conferences. I think the IDAA in Miami next may be on the agenda. I so enjoyed the Pacific Psychopharmacology Conference. 

I’m muddling along in work.  I imagine many other Canadian doctors, especially those more burnt out are just getting by too.  

It rained all night. Wet this morning. Laura took Madigan for a walk and he pooped.  

I’m reading Defenders of the West by Ibrahim , the history of the people who kept back the invasion of the Muslims even now as hoards of military aged men rape their way through the west with the support of the corrupt governments.  England has fallen with France but there’s hope that Germany will rise.  I don’t like Carney.  He’s a Brookfield CEO stripping Canada of its assets and soul. I don’t like WEF and all the other Neo communist institutions.

I”m healthy. My back was sore in the night. I put Voltarin on around 5 am. It’s most like rheumatism and rain and change of weather. I phoned the chiropractor Dr. REady but he had already closed his office on Thursday.  

I;ve prayed and meditated.  I liked my Wednesday Men’s meeting seeing George and Neil and Terry and Jack and Mario and Marty and the lot.  I feel a part of community.  I’ve a health care meeting on Saturday morning and a Western Canada Doctors in Recovery meeting Sunday.  I’m looking forward to getting to church with our new minister soon. When I get back from Princeton . I so hope that E&Hwill find a part.  They;re part of a kit but I really hope they  are sold separately and I’ll have it so I can go hunting Friday,. I’m tired and really looking forward to the drive south. The hunting is exercise and I’m enjoying that I’ve stopped gaining weight and am losing a little then I binge on peanut butter sandwiches.  Gaining weight is easy with sedentary work but losing weight is a challenge.

Laura and I will be in Palm Springs for Christmas.  I am blessed.  I’m alive . My family is well.  Laura ‘s family is well. Madigan is crazy but physically healthy.  I’m grateful.

Thank you God for all your blessings. Thank you for this day. Thank you for my family and friends and pets and those in heavens and here and help me know thy will and have the courage and power to carry it out.  Help me be less judgemental and more humble and kinder.  Thank you Lord for this day. Thank you Lord for E&H  and Thor and Jeep and the DevCon hitch system.  Thank you that I’ve learned this lesson here rather than in some distant place .  Thank you all your blessings.  Thank you for the fond memories.  Thank you for the people and places.

May I know you more clearly God. May I serve you still. Thank you Jesus.