Yacht Spotting
February 2, 2010
My little sailboat Madsu remains tucked away under a tarp next to my house for the winter.
I still can’t resist cruising the docks, looking at boats – a prairie boy who’s turned sea crazed.
This 198 foot beauty is called Méduse, and she was (and may still be) owned by Paul Allen, one of the founders of Microsoft and a fairly regular visitor to these parts. She was hanging out at Lonsdale Quay when I was there on Monday (Feb 1).
I wonder if she’s here is here for the Olympics ?
That’s a lot of hull to keep sparkly clean.
UPDATE: A friend on Twitter tells me she’s now owned by the Washington family – they’re the people who own Cates tugs of North Vancouver – and the owners of these docks…so that makes some sense.
Everyone Needs a Little Help Now and Then
January 28, 2010
Given their schedules and the demands on their time, it wouldn’t surprise me if they do need a little help – you know – down there.
Not that there’s anything wrong with that.
And yes.
Its something you most want to know, before you go.
North Vancouver, Jan 28, 2010 – 11:57 am
Olympic Fever
January 24, 2010
Olympic spirit is most definitely showing itself all over the city of Vancouver.
Even here in sleepy North Vancouver.
It’s true, we’re essentially just a pass-through community as people head either to Whistler or Cypress Mountain or Vancouver or Richmond for events, but still, we’re jazzed.
I first noticed it on my first stop of the day for coffee.
And right up there on display with the commuter mugs, those red Olympic mittens – perfect for handling those hot beverages.
In my local ‘hood - Edgemont Village - all the merchants are sporting these Go Canada Go posters.
And really, there’s no better way to welcome the torch than with a quick haircut…
Or even better, a bottle of wine…
Lots of people are making a fuss about the crass commercialization of the games.
But darn it, why didn’t I think of this.
Chocolate covered sea foam Inuksuit (that’s plural for Inuksuk by the way).
Truth be told, I prefer my Inukshuk with dark chocolate, but that’s just me…
Here’s a basket full of mascots. And I mean full of mascots. There are 4 official mascots, not just one.
This one’s Quatchi.
The other three are Sumi, Migi and Muk Muk.
Given the lack of snow at Cypress Mountain and the financial mess the ski resort at Whistler is in, they really get a fifth mascot.
One who can jury rig a fix up just in time for the games – might I suggest MacGyver
By far the sleeper of all this Olympic merch (and there is plenty of it).
‘Cause nothing is more indicative of winter sports in the lower mainland.
The Official Umbrella of the 2010 Games.
Finally, my favourite.
While organizers have been focusing on getting volunteers and community support for the games, they missed the obvious.
These guys at Contact Printing nailed it.
And just to bring the point home.
Let’s pull back a bit so we can see those fantastic snow covered North Shore mountains.
Trucks, Dogs and Hair
November 25, 2009
A friend asked if I could help out by scanning in some of her family’s old slides – the output will be a DVD slide show for her siblings.
Since I’ve got the slide scanner out, I figured I’d do a few of my old negs, and I’m having way too much fun.
70’s Hair.
It’s the real thing – 1979, San Francisco
On that same trip, I spent tons of time hanging around the working docks at Fisherman’s Wharf.
It was a precursor (I guess) to what I’d end up doing when I finally moved to Vancouver. In any event, loved this boat.
As if the dogs aren’t enough to bring joy to your heart, check out that funky clock on the bulkhead.
All Dogs on Deck
One page later in the negatives binder, and we’re back in Manitoba. Home of the mighty…
Fargo Anywhere Truck
My late-ex-father-in-law Neil (that’s my ex-wife’s late dad if you’re trying to figure it out) gave me this old Fargo truck.
He worked for Trans-Canada Pipelines, and this truck worked the line for years before he bought it, drove it into the ground, then gave it to me. When I drove it the 90 miles from his house to mine, it went through 2 quarts of oil. I know his neighbours were happy to see it go.
My dad rebuilt the motor and did his best to weld the body back into shape. I drove this thing everywhere and anywhere in Manitoba in the early 80’s, including to my job as the morning show host on CKWG-FM in Winnipeg – “Ouimet in the Morning”.
This is near Falcon Lake, Manitoba.
The North Shore’s Edible Garden Advocate
October 1, 2009
Heather Johnstone runs the Edible Garden Project on Vancouver’s North Shore.
Just wrapping up its 4th year, the the project encourages residents to share their bounty with people in need, as well as putting together a variety of urban agriculture and community garden projects.
This week, Heather and team opened the Queen Mary Community Garden, located in the City of North Vancouver. Those of you who aren’t from the North Shore may not be aware that there is both City of North Vancouver, and a District of North Vancouver. Heather’s project involves both municipalities.
I spoke to Heather about the project and where things are going with urban agriculture on the North Shore. We met up at the Lower Lonsdale Community Garden…
click to play
Runs: 11:01
Podcast ISBN: 978-1-926758-03-9
photos and podcast © Robert Ouimet & Bigsnit Media 2009
Bears With Me
September 15, 2009
All summer we’ve been planning a combined camping/sailing weekend with some friends of ours who are hard-core campers. They’d heard me talk about Plumper Cove Marine Park where I spent many a weekend this summer on Madsu.
Their family of five walked on the Langdale ferry at Horseshoe Bay, then took the water taxi to Keats Landing, then hiked in to the campground at Plumper Cove. While they were doing that, we sailed to Keats from Horseshoe Bay aboard Madsu.
One of the things our friends asked about were bears. I told them not to worry, no bears on Keats, so they left their bear proofing gear (mostly food cache ropes/bags) at home.
We had a fabulous Saturday afternoon playing in the water – the cove really warms up in the Sunshine and it’s a treat to be able to spend hours and hours swimming in the sea in September in BC.
Sunday morning as we shared a cup of coffee at our friend’s campsite, the parks people came over to inform us that, in fact, a bear swam over from the mainland and was at that moment cruising the beach behind the campsite.
Much excitement ensued, including packing up all the food and bringing it down to the boat.
We left around noon, knowing that our friends, now without a speck of food, would be safe from even the hungriest black bear. And we left Dane and the rest of the parks crew to deal with the interloper.
There was a decent inflow up Collingwood Channel, so we had a spirited broad reach in Howe Sound once we reached the channel, and it held up pretty much to all the way to Hood Point off Bowen Island.
Back on the dock at Horseshoe Bay, I was surprised to get quized about ‘the Keats bear’ by our friends on Sea Dragon.
Apparently there had been lots of VHF radio chatter about the bear, mostly warning boats anchored to keep a watch out if they were rowing to shore.
Through some bizarre alignment of planets, our friends arrived just as I was washing the boat down. They’d taken the water taxi from Keats back to Gibsons Landing, then taken a transit bus to the Landgale Ferry terminal, arriving at Horseshoe Bay just in time to catch up with us.
They fetched their car from the parkade and picked up their gear, and we all went to our respective homes to shower and tell tall tales about the bear we never even saw.
Once settled at home, I went out to dump some garbage in our big green bin, when I got a bit of a surprise. Since we’re in bear country here on the north shore, we keep our garbage bin inside a shed. While we were gone, a bear came by and did his/her best to try to rip the door right of the shed in hopes of getting at the bin.
The bear would have been successful too, had we not started using a piece of pipe, New York apartment style, to jam the door closed. We’ve had the odd bear claw marks on the shed door before, but never a concerted demolition attempt.
Time for me to do a little work shoring up the door. From the Bear Aware web site:
The rule of thumb is that if it can be dismantled using a crowbar then it is not bear proof.
All this just reminds me of how large our (by that I mean HUMAN) impact is on wildlife.
There is nothing at all unusual, at least for a bear, about a bear swimming over to Keats Island. It’s only an event because we’re there, totally unprepared.
Back at my place, the bear should be munching on the wild berries in the ravine behind the house, or even the apples and pears growing in my front yard. Instead, these natural foods are ignored, in favour of human garbage, a meal residents readily provide, because its too inconvenient for us NOT to.
Canning Is Sexy
August 28, 2009
I gotta say.
Taking fresh organic vegetables out of the garden in the morning, and by early afternoon seeing them transformed into beautiful jars of food we can eat months from now, is, well…
Super.Hot.
And knowing that they’ll taste ten times better than anything I’m going to find in the supermarket, is well…
Really.Really.Super.Hot.
All that’s involved is:
- a little simple chemistry with water, vinegar, sugar & salt.
- some spices and seeds (like mustard) for taste.
Way back, when I first tried making pickles and other canned goodies, I used to phone my grandma or my mom for advice.
Today, I just have to lean over the counter to the keyboard and Bing!, within seconds I’ve got dozens of detailed, step-by-step instructions on how to make the very best [name your preserve] EVER!
It’s like having an entire old folks home full of grandmas at your disposal – even better since almost all come with reviews by people who’ve tried them.
The other thing is, this canning stuff doesn’t have to take over your life. You can easily put up just a few jars without turning your life (and your kitchen) into a cannery. Crank up the tunes, turn the burner up high, and go for it.
Today, for instance, I did 4 jars pickled beets, and 1 of picked jalapeno peppers.
Now that’s sexy.
Ok, maybe my excitement has a tiny bit to do with the fact that I’m still recovering from septicemia.
But still. I haven’t been this excited since EB showed me her…
Well, never mind.
(cross posted to VanGoGreen)
