Well, it’s DAY 66 of the JTFW. And it’s a Wednesday, which means it’s a “day off”! So why am I sitting in a library for at least an hour doing this update, to be followed by contacting a bunch of media down the road, then laundry, shopping, wash and vac the van, shower at the rec centre (I might have to go to Brandon for that), etc.??? Some day off! Okay, enough of my whining.
I’m currently in a small town called Virden, about 40 kilometres east of the Saskatchewan/Manitoba border.
If I kept some sort of a daily journal, I could refer to it for these updates…and they’d be a litttle more comprehensive/interesting. But I have neither the time nor the energy — nor the organizational skills — to keep a journal. Consequently, one day just blends into the next, it all becomes a bit of a blur and I’m (permanently) forgettting a lot of pretty cool stuff. My sense of time is completely shot; run launch day (May 310 simultaneously seems like just yesterday and ten years ago!?! Having said all of that…
A couple of days ago, I had my first ‘close encounter’ of the red and blue flashing lights kind. An RCMP officer from Wapella (a very small town in southeastern Saskatchewan) ‘pulled me over’ while I was walking just west of town. He asked me what I was doing, I told him and he was suitably impressed. He told me that someone had called in and reported a guy with a Canadian flag on his back (that’s me!) wandering into highway traffic. I plead guilty. And explained to him that I did do that occasionally, to remove debris…mostly bits and pieces (and sometimes whole) blown semi tires, but only when it was safe to do so. He was satisfied with that, but wrote down my info anyway (just ‘for the record’), then left.
I’ve always thought getting crap off the highway ASAP is important, especially after seeing, first-hand, the aftermath of a fatal accident in Calgary 3 or 4 weeks ago. In case you didn’t hear about it, a young woman was killed on the Trans-Canada Highway after a semi in front of her (both westbound and, presumably, doing at least 90 km/hour) hit a piece of debris (specifically, a piece of another semis’ brake drum), it ‘kicked up’ and went through the windshield of the woman’s car, hitting her in the head. She survived for about 10 hours before she died. Last I heard, police were still looking for the driver of the semi that lost the brake drum, but nobody is to blame; it really was just a very tragic freak accident. Anyway, moving along to slightly more pleasant things…
Just in case you think I’m lonely on those long stretches of boring (very long straight stretches, no curves, no hills) of prairie highway, think again. I ‘chat’ with (and sometimes pet and take pictures of) lots of horses, cows, birds, ground squirrels, etc. Okay, the petting applies almost exclusively to the horses, but…
And on that note, this computer is winding down fast, so I’ve got to sign off.
Thanx again to all of you for your awesome support; it really does keep me going!