Thursday, May 29, 2014

Peaceful Restaurant

..that is what it is called...cheesy name...and I truly was not expecting much more than a Chinese meal. We dug into hand-pulled noodles and both our eyes bugged out and we ordered another bowl. The flavours were unlike anything I have had before. They danced in my mouth and left my lips slightly tingling...but I loved it!!! This is how we spent our anniversary. Riding somewhat boring urban roads with a threat of rain hanging in the dark clouds we did not allow that to dampen us. We arrive and squish into a table for two that is always too small with helmets and bags. It was amazing!! Did I say it was amazing? I love discovering places that you least expect would satisfy the olfactory senses - not necessarily eye candy though. The decor was lacking, the tea lukewarm...but who cares - even as the rain came down.. We try to walk off our food belly but this means the seats are accumulating water...so we take off, the moisture could now be evidence of a bladder problem. It slows to spitting..but pants are wet anyways. We drive by the Black Lodge and see our friend waving us in. We stop for a hug, a chat and the man has a beer as we describe in detail the cuisine that explains the protrusions in the front. We leave as darkness is falling and the distraction of the lights, the drivers and the dampness have me twisting the throttle more than usual. My reprieve from the anxiety of the stop and go traffic was River Road in Richmond. Cruising the river is a delight. The scrub of properties..dismantled cars strewn about....there is character like a wizened and withered sailor. Chasing his tail light is easier with him on the GB. It is also a 250 so he is twisting his wrist with little room on the throttle too. What a great anniversary that very few of my friends would understand.

Monday, May 19, 2014

The weather forecasters predicted showers...that always makes me hesitant. I scouted my rain gear and squeezed it amongst camping stuff. I wasn't looking forward to the wet part...the camping part...but I wouldn't have missed the weekend for the world...So we are off on a grey day in a long line up at US Customs...
Ipod trying ever so hard to amuse as we head through familiar bucolic areas on our way to Whidbey Island. I haven't been this route in a while...actually not since we broke down in Edson a few years ago...nothing has changed....the farms are still askew with equipment and cars. For Lease and Sale signs dot small towns. We head through Oak Bay and on to Freeland and then follow the directions leading to Double Bluff Road and a dirt road leading to a cabin of yesteryear sans electricity and full of hand hewn logs and shake siding. ...
We arrive just as the couple have returned from a bended knee proposal on the beach. It didn't rain and we spent the day playing badminton, drinking beer and reminding the kids of their new title of fiance. Tears would flow - followed by hugs...more beer...stories...and lots of smiles.
Congratulations to Kim and Jared!!!