Keeping the Kitchen Clean
It's kind of like trying to empty the Pacific with a bucket - difficult at best.
Beyond work, and my 'projects' (which will remain anonymous until finished) I've been getting out quite a bit, but not in the regular sense that I usually mean 'getting out'. I've been to the bar only about a handful of times, all of which have been funness. We went bowling with some locals the other night, Laura and I. Apparently Laura hadn't bowled before, she did pretty well. Unfortunately for Jennifer, I got all the bowling skills on the Temmer side and she was left with very little (it's true JK). I bowled 183 and won the pot, which payed for my night and Laura's. Happiness is (or was, rather). I went for a drink at the Lodge last night, which turned into five - only the first one was bought by me. I played pool with some random drunk locals, same old - same old. Most of my off time is spent at the beach, surfing and chilling. We also go for a stupid number of hikes on the Wild Pacific Trail and elsewhere. Peter has become my personal soccer coach and we practice quite a bit; he's starting a bit of a team in September and I'm hoping to be the star player ;). Tomorrow we're going camping at Della Falls. I'm not exactly sure how this is going to happen, but it is. Some guy with a boat is going to take us to the trail head, and then we're going to hike 16km, and then we'll camp. Since the days are like 17 hours long at this point, we should have lots of time to get lost.
On another note, I'm hoping to get some shifts in at the fish plant while I'm here. There's no point in not experiencing the life that most people in town live. Crappy fish plant job in season, UI in the winter. That's how most of the population survives. It's pretty laid back to say the least.
Also, as one last tidbit before I go - Ucluelet and Tofino have a weekly newspaper called the Westerly. In the Westerly there is a section called the 'Coastal Beat' written by RCMP Constables Glen Breckon and Dave Lawton. It's pithy yet serious, with the most consistantly cheesy collection of headings I have ever found (RCMP humour, no doubt). Sometimes the boys even give personal, quazi-anonymous (initials only) shout-outs to perpetrators they haven't yet caught, adding 'it's just a matter of time'. Here's my favourite bit from this week:
Falling-down-drunk-day?
At 5:30 am Ucluelet RCMP arrested a male for being drunk in public after he was reported lying on the side of Port Albion Road near Hwy 4. Later in the day a female was arrested at Peninsula and Bay lyng face down in a driveway. Later that night a young man was discovered vomiting in a car on Cypress Road. Full moon moonshine.
Every week there is at least one report of someone found lying drunk near the road, or on it. That's Ukee :)
Peace out,
Becks
It's kind of like trying to empty the Pacific with a bucket - difficult at best.
Beyond work, and my 'projects' (which will remain anonymous until finished) I've been getting out quite a bit, but not in the regular sense that I usually mean 'getting out'. I've been to the bar only about a handful of times, all of which have been funness. We went bowling with some locals the other night, Laura and I. Apparently Laura hadn't bowled before, she did pretty well. Unfortunately for Jennifer, I got all the bowling skills on the Temmer side and she was left with very little (it's true JK). I bowled 183 and won the pot, which payed for my night and Laura's. Happiness is (or was, rather). I went for a drink at the Lodge last night, which turned into five - only the first one was bought by me. I played pool with some random drunk locals, same old - same old. Most of my off time is spent at the beach, surfing and chilling. We also go for a stupid number of hikes on the Wild Pacific Trail and elsewhere. Peter has become my personal soccer coach and we practice quite a bit; he's starting a bit of a team in September and I'm hoping to be the star player ;). Tomorrow we're going camping at Della Falls. I'm not exactly sure how this is going to happen, but it is. Some guy with a boat is going to take us to the trail head, and then we're going to hike 16km, and then we'll camp. Since the days are like 17 hours long at this point, we should have lots of time to get lost.
On another note, I'm hoping to get some shifts in at the fish plant while I'm here. There's no point in not experiencing the life that most people in town live. Crappy fish plant job in season, UI in the winter. That's how most of the population survives. It's pretty laid back to say the least.
Also, as one last tidbit before I go - Ucluelet and Tofino have a weekly newspaper called the Westerly. In the Westerly there is a section called the 'Coastal Beat' written by RCMP Constables Glen Breckon and Dave Lawton. It's pithy yet serious, with the most consistantly cheesy collection of headings I have ever found (RCMP humour, no doubt). Sometimes the boys even give personal, quazi-anonymous (initials only) shout-outs to perpetrators they haven't yet caught, adding 'it's just a matter of time'. Here's my favourite bit from this week:
Falling-down-drunk-day?
At 5:30 am Ucluelet RCMP arrested a male for being drunk in public after he was reported lying on the side of Port Albion Road near Hwy 4. Later in the day a female was arrested at Peninsula and Bay lyng face down in a driveway. Later that night a young man was discovered vomiting in a car on Cypress Road. Full moon moonshine.
Every week there is at least one report of someone found lying drunk near the road, or on it. That's Ukee :)
Peace out,
Becks
