Roadspill

The first night with all my stuff...

What a place!

After the movers dropped everything off (to the tune of $602), I now have a home made almost entirely of boxes.

Randy came over, and we toasted the new digs with a fine single malt. Or 3.

In the evening, Marsha came over and we hung out chatting... then went to Coveside Sushi (I had the salmon sashimi & gommae -- the sashimi was just fair).

We came back upstairs and drank a few more glasses of wine before retiring for the evening.

The plan had been to get up early and hike the Baden Powell trail -- but it was to glorious just lying in bed. Finally, around 9, it was time to get things rolling.

We stopped at "Honey's" for a muffin and coffee and then walked to the trail head. 35 minutes later we were looking back on Deep Cove --it's a spectacular view.

We hung out for a while and then zipped down in about 32 minutes. We passed many dogs, and we were passed by many trail runners decked out in their Lululemon garb. Most were pleasant. A few were idiots with no trail sense (ie. trying to run past on a very narrow bridge). Kitislano goofs, methinks!

And then it was back to the new place. Marsha has gone off to do her stuff. And I am going to go take some crap to the dump. And then relax all day!

Tomorrow, which happens to be a holiday, I work. But not until late, so I will be back on the B-P trail again... exercising away!

Cheers!