"A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step."
This trip will be more than a thousand miles... Victoria to Calgary for three days... visit with Shirley's sister Marilyn and my brother Garnet. Then to Frankfurt and Barcelona for three plus days where we catch a cruise for 9 days that ends in Venice. We will have a week between cruises and will spend some time in Venice and Florence. Then we'll cruise the Greek Islands and back to Venice before returning home July 2.
As we walked onto the ferry my friend Jim saw us and he said, "Where's your hat?" People are so used to seeing me wearing a cowboy hat, that when I don't have it they think something is wrong... and I don't feel right going out without a hat on any more.
I had only my scruffie white cowboy hats on Mayne... I left my good white hat in Arizona... and plan to buy another white one in Calgary where they are plentiful just before the Stampede.
Saturday morn we were welcomed with blue skies, so I took my brother Garnet out to Acme where we grew up as kids. He had left home when he was 16... and Dad sold the farm when I was 16... so there were lots of changes in the last 50 years.
As we drove thru Acme Garnet was able to remember who lived in almost every house. "This is where the MacKay's lived... he ran the hardware store". He knew way more names than I ever knew. The United Church had burned down and was rebuilt... as well as the community hall. The school I went to had been torn down and replaced with a nicer, newer one. There were very few buildings left in the town that were there when we grew up. At least the place had not been left to disrepair.
golf course! I had to stop and pick up a score card and find out more about the place.
Acme Golf Club.
Art and Lucille came out to BC to visit Mom and Dad when they were on the farm in Westbank. We had just built Chateaux on the Lake... our first condo project in 1979 and I remember the folks bringing Art and Lucille to Peachland to see it.
Garnet remembered how it was his job to water the caragana hedge on two sides of the home place... a total of 800 to 1,000 feet long. He would put two 45 gallon barrels onto the stone boat and with a horse he would take the water to each of the young plants... and he did it about every two weeks. Now 70 years later that hedge is still thriving and is over 14 feet tall.
From here we wandered past a few other neighbour's farms and then headed back to Calgary. As you can see by the blue sky, it was a pretty perfect day without any rain until we got back to the city.