Update

Dateline: Remote Island

Neighbour one is putting his little houseboat together nicely.Growing a Houseboat

 

 

 

 

 

Neighbour two is progressing with his dock and ramp rather impressively. 

 

 

 

Sal is making a new canvas cover and Wasabi (name of new boat) has been ‘tweaked’ a bit here and there and is now doing a pretty good job.

 

 

 

 

Garden is mostly in (good ol’ Sal) and some things are already growing.

 

 

 

Deck has been finished and now I am attempting to drag boulders around to use as footings for the new attached studio-cum-workshop. 

 

 

 

 

Visitor season, too.  Early.

 

Generally speaking the universe is unfolding as it should.  Which is good.  I like that.  Change is good but not always the surprises.  So, we are pretty happy (I have managed to mentally bury Gore’s book, The Future, sufficiently deeply that I continue to think I have one.  Silly me).

Spent part of the day yesterday hiking and climbing around the woods near our parking lot on the other island.  The road will be improved and so we have to drop a few dead trees so that they don’t drop later on us or our cars.  I tied yellow ribbons on the ones that have to come down.  The idea is that I tie ribbons and someone else (younger and quicker) actually does the dropping.  I have found a guy older and slower and somewhat willing but I am thinking of sacrificing him as a last resort.

Falling is the most dangerous occupation in the non-combat world – not counting the drug business which is not included in industry stats.  More dangerous than deep sea fishing in Alaska in winter.  Statistically, anyway.  Loggers get hurt and they die.  A lot.  And, when clambering around tying ribbons, you can see why.  It is bloody impossible at times.  Don’t forget the west coast of BC is basically all angular ground, poor footing and dense underbrush.  In many falling situations you simply can’t move freely or run away very fast or very far.

And the trees are rooted on the angular hills but attempt to grow relatively straight up.  So the stresses in the structure of it are not evenly distributed.  That means that the place in which the tree falls is not always easy to determine.  A logger develops an ‘eye’ for it, of course, but too many branches on one side, a neighbouring tree, a twist in the trunk, a rotten core……all of these and more variables makes it somewhat of a gamble every time.  And the trees we have to fall are all dead, dying and/or rotten.  By definition they will not go easily.

I am looking for a quick, nervous, slight bachelor for the job.

Maybe one who votes Harper Conservative? 

 

 

 

 

One thought on “Update

  1. Thank you for the pictures. That seal will make great boots. Logging is best left to the hoary old experts. There are so many ways to get maimed. God that is an ugly word. Nice deck. Are you taking up s’more art like days of yore? I’d avoid chainsaw sculptures for now. Stick to that Contè, eh!

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