Sunday, December 21, 2014

December to Remember

Enjoying a pleasant "winter" in the Banana Belt thus far, though I guess it officially starts today. Also gearing up for festive travels to the north and east, hoping for favourable weather and safe roads! Rollback era oil prices also encourage travel and home heating (when you have an oil furnace).

Jane has been steadily churning out unique artwork with a rustic wooden feel. Stay tuned!

December 17 - the latest round of dandelions

See what happens when we actually turn the furnace on?
(i.e. Jane can feel her fingers)

December 21 - Winter Solstice!

Tuesday, December 9, 2014

Fellowship of the Fur

Nine there shall be, at feeding time.
Nine for the Felines, in their halls of kibble......


Sunday, November 30, 2014

Giving Thanks, Part Deux

American Thanksgiving gave us a second excuse to eat turkey and pumpkin pie, and more importantly, Thursday afternoon football. By tradition, Detroit always hosts a nationally televised game on US Thanksgiving, and this year welcomed my Chicago Bears. I attended with a co-worker, who happens to be an avid Detroit Lions fan. The scene was set.

The Windsor tunnel bus provided low stress and easy access to the game, as well as an interesting melange of fans from both teams sporting varying degrees of team garb. Full points to the guy that wore a full on bear head and claws as a hat. We arrived in downtown Detroit pretty early (10am), in plenty of time to catch some of the pre-party and general Thanksgiving festivities. We even found some local Michigan craft beer in the stadium, a much nicer alternative than the obligatory Bud Lite.

The game itself started well, with the Bears charging out to an early 14-3 lead.....before the Lions clawed back and took over. They eventually won the game 34-17 with a dominant performance, to the delight of a very enthusiastic home crowd. After a chilly wait for the tunnel bus, we were whisked safely under the river and back to Canada....


Tailgating with Turkey!

Ford Field Festivities

Our seats - three rows directly above the Meijer sign

Dragonmead's Erik the Red

The National Anthem

The Bears on defence...

...and on offence...

Half Time Show

Lonely Bears Fan, aka Ginger Bear

Aftermath

A free towel to dry my tears....

Sunday, November 9, 2014

Lest We Forget

I know, some of you are wondering when I joined the Air Force....yes, technically still federal public service, but no.....this is my grandfather in his Royal Canadian Air Force days in the early 1940's.



Keith Cole


Jane's grandfather drove a tank in World War II and defied the odds during the Normandy invasions on D-Day in 1944.  Noble service and sacrifice notwithstanding, one cannot help but boggle at the odds that these two brave men (among a host of others) survived war to beget our parents, and in turn, enable Jane and I to even exist. Fate is both fickle and fragile.


Al Larose


I visited the War Memorial in Ottawa for the first time last summer, sadly the site of the recent tragic events surrounding the senseless murder of Corporal Nathan Cirillo, as he stood guard at the monument. Cold stone and stark sculpture evoke remembrance and elicit gratitude. Please take a moment this Tuesday to remember those who serve - past, present, or future - family, friend, or foe.

War Memorial in Ottawa


Tomb of the Unknown Soldier


Friday, October 24, 2014

Giving Thanks

We spent a quiet Thanksgiving at home - Jane was stricken with a nagging cold/flu entity, which meant cancelling some turkey-related travel plans. We still managed a modest feast, as it turns out the last feast for the old oven. Our new stove arrived yesterday.

There was a little last-minute drama when we realized we didn't have a roasting pan big enough....the one we THOUGHT we had was the one that Burt had brought a few times....and taken home again. Cue a frantic run to the Real Canadian Superstore late on Sunday, so we'd have a temporary roasting pan for Monday!

Also couldn't resist the French red with its prominent poultry pictograph. A beautiful complement to the perfectly cooked bird!





Tuesday, October 14, 2014

Frolicking Fall

Beautiful autumn here in The South - lacking the resplendent colour barrage of central and northern Ontario, to be sure - but fabulous weather all the same.

Had some visitors this fall to help enjoy the wonderful weather, providing a great excuse to get out and visit or re-visit some local sights, including several wineries along the Lake Erie shore, some great eateries, and Point Pelee National Park.

We'll take four more months of this!


E.T. on the outdoor screen...

....Circa 1982, under the stars!

Wetland boardwalk at Pelee National Park

Point Pelee

Welcome to the Tip!

Gorgeous sunsets


Our fall "colour" is limited to one lonely maple

Sunday, September 21, 2014

Say Yes to Wine Fest

In theory, a nice way to end a vacation - arrive home after a long drive from the east coast, and then head straight to a wine festival. Hard to fault the theory.

Things started off well, entry includes the usual free wine glass for the purpose of sampling. We had some great wood-fired pizza and started taking samples. We met up with some friends, including birthday girl Bridget. A local band played in the background, joined for their big finale by Serena Ryder and a few members of Big Sugar. Later, Ms. Ryder was slated to take the stage as the sun set over the shared river between two nations.

Then the wind picked up. The skies to the west turned all at once dark, punctuated by vivid daggers of static electricity. People started seeking shelter under several large tents. Jane and I were already separated in search of food and drink....what ensued was about fifteen minutes of absolute chaos as a crazy wall of weather visibly crossed the river and literally stormed the Fort.

Two schools of thought, clearly - Jane headed first away from the water, then towards the on-site paramedic station, and finally hid out in the Domino's Pizza a block inland. Mike, on the other hand, walked up and down the bank, looking for Jane and casually finishing his glass of wine. People were in a panic, tree limbs were raining down, vendor booths were blowing away, and some clever folks put moats and forts to good use which had not seen real action in two centuries.

Things worked out, as they usually do, and we eventually met up at the car, though utterly soaked. Once the crowds dispersed, amidst power outages and fallen trees, we picked our way carefully out of Amherstburg and enjoyed a spectacular light show all the way home.

Fort Malden on the Detroit River - those moats came in handy!

Cheers!

Some viniferous vendors hawk their wares

Wine and pizza overlooking an aqueous border

Saturday, September 20, 2014

Fun in Fundy

The next morning, we carried on up the I-95 all the way to Houlton, Maine, and crossed into New Brunswick at Woodstock. Highway 2 saw us through Fredericton and onto Moncton to visit friends, and the Hopewell Rocks in the Bay of Fundy at low tide.

Two days later, we left Moncton and followed Highway 1 southwest along the shore, through Saint John in a fog and on to Black's Harbour, where we would catch the ferry to Grand Manan Island. Some of the finest camping we've known awaited, involving our third visit to Hole in the Wall campground perched atop a cliff overlooking the Bay of Fundy.

Our days on the island featured foggy mornings and sunny afternoons, and just the right combination of camp cooking and local seafood.....washed down with some east coast microbrews. We also walked the ocean floor (again) and crossed on foot over to Ross Island at low tide. Several days of reading, relaxing and wistful sea-gazing ensued.

Rather than take the "easy" way home - an early morning ferry back to the mainland and then the long highway - we opted for the expanded island tour. Once back on the mainland, we detoured down the next arm to L'Etete, where we caught increasingly smaller and sketchier ferries, first to Deer Island, and then Campobello Island, before finally crossing the international bridge into Lubec, Maine. The last one was a floating barge being pushed by a separate tug boat, with water washing over the side....no dock, they just drive it up on the beach and drop a gate. It was like storming Normandy. Just sayin'.

Despite the choice of scenic route, we made decent time, and were aided by the change back to Eastern Standard Time. At the end of a long day, we opted for a hotel just west of Albany, New York. Our final travel day home began early and involved a straight run across I-90 to Buffalo/Fort Erie, where we crossed back into Canada. The scenic route once again won out, rather than ending vacation with a run through Hamilton and down the 401, we instead followed Highway 3 along the Erie shore and all the way to Wheatley.

Arrived home at 4pm, quickly showered, changed, and hugged the cats before heading off at 5pm to the Shores of Erie International Wine Festival......


Beware!

Hopewell Rocks at low tide

Great food and great beer!

Swallowtail Light as we sail into North Head, Grand Manan

Cliff Site 17 at Hole in the Wall

Fog...

Il n'y a pas de fog!

The walk to Ross Island at low tide

Lobster Roll at Fundy House for lunch....

...and hearty camp stew for dinner over an open fire

Plaid to the Bone with a look that kilt

The view says it all

Ferries from mainland to and from Deer Island

Ferry from Deer Island to Campobello


The Captain wired in, we had water comin' in....

Fort Erie and Home Sweet Home