Thursday, May 26, 2011

Time Flies.....

Really, I can't believe it. Middle of the year is almost here, June is just weeks away. It's been a real poor Winter/Spring and looks like the investment in the grow lights for the peppers and tomato's was a good call. It's finally warm enough at night to start moving them outside (Tomato's back in the driveway and peppers into the old greenhouse. ), although I am going to leave a heater out there just in case, as one night this week is supposed to get down to 6. Just crazy though, I don't remember another year here in Vic that has been like this, but you have to work with it not much choice eh? The Peppers (Bhut Naga Jolakia and Fatali) are about 2.5 feet now and have started to flower, so I have taken the Lights down and hoping they will get enough of what they need through the clouds. Pretty exciting to attempt to grow them, can't wait to try the fruit out. The seeds were planted at the beginning of March so we are at about 10 weeks or so.... 

Came across an article on Christopher McCandless (AKA "Alexander Supertramp"), not really sure where I began reading it, just one of the usual looking on the Net for one thing and end up going down the path on something else. This kind of story has always interested me with the likes of Richard Proenneke, Jack London, Les Stroud, Ray Mears and pretty much anyone else who tried to make a go of it, surviving alone in the wilderness.  As you would expect not all the stories end on a happy note, as not all such adventures do either. Christopher McCandless is such a story, unfortunately a really bad movie was made, loosely based on his story, Into the Wilderness Directed by Sean Penn, a much better peek into what happened and perhaps the naivety of putting yourself into the situation he did without preparation is better shown in Ron Lamothe's "The Call of the Wild".  It's kind of similar to the Tim Treadwell story, in a sense at least as far as not having the knowledge to know what the risks are and what you are getting into.  I mean don't get me wrong Treadwell did a lot of good things for kids, and wildlife, just think he underestimated his situation and paid the ultimate price for it. I would think though based on everything I had read and watched on him that it would not have detracted him at all even if he knew how his end would come.  I am not sure that the same could be said for McCandless, less than a 1/4 mile from where he ended his existence was a hand cranked basket to get across the river, the river that he thought prevented him from crossing.  Knowledge of the area or a good map would have saved him.

Don't know if it's the weather or age or just the fact I have not been out camping alone in so long, but I am finding I am getting more and more annoyed with fellow humans I meet everyday,
  • between drivers running red lights,
  • racing down streets not thinking of anyone else,
  • people walking down the sidewalks bumping into each other (OK I mean me - pisses me off),
  • The fact that there are so many that never think of others, only themselves (and think they are all that)
  • News stories breaking always talking about some greedy sod (Person, Politician, or Corporation) hosing someone else over smile on their face,
  • The abundance of animal abuse,
  • even Government sanctioned actions like the Seal Hunt................
Maybe I just need a break, either that or I am turning into a Walter Matthau Grumpy Old Man character (well the first steps anyways... I'm not that old yet)

Wednesday, January 05, 2011

Leaving Home for Home


We are just on our last day here in the North, it’s been a fantastic time. We’ve had lots of laughs and enjoyment celebrating Christmas and New Years with the family. Visiting friends we have not seen in quite a while, seeing places and changes in our little town.  We were given the weather I had hoped for, (cold wintery stuff) until today when it has changed and is now on a warming trend until the end of the week. We leave tomorrow heading to Prince George to visit with some friends for a couple of days, and I am hoping the highways improve before then, lots of snow from Kitwanga right thru till Prince George. At least the road crews will have a full day to work on it until then.

This is the part of the Province I would like to live in again, this or further North. Just so easy to get the dog in the truck and head off out to the middle of nowhere and walk, explore, take all Mother Nature has to offer in. Keeping your eyes and ears open for the creatures in the forest, that I am sure are watching me. Checking for tracks in the snow, figuring out what’s around. It’s pretty deep stuff to start thinking about how they survive out there, and how few of us would be able to anymore. There are those folks who make it work out there, the ones who live there fulltime or the people like Les Stroud who strive to learn from those who can live in the wild. It would be great to live back up here and be able to test yourself frequently and hone those skills, hard to do so from Victoria, just no real getting away from everyone and everything.

Be quite something to be some of the first settlers or trappers up this way, so much of it is still wild one can only imagine how wild it was 150 years ago. It could have not been easy in any way to make it work, and I am sure many folks never made it, or turned tail and headed back south as soon as they could.

I have a ton of pictures to process when I get home so will update the flickr and photosites when I can, pictures of wilderness walks, visitors from the wild, celebrations with friends and family, watching our nephews play hockey (will be pro’s some day I am sure) in Hazelton, and even some of the road trip… stay tuned…