I was quite surprised by the number of golf courses we saw in Canada. I often saw them along the highway, like the one above. If not for a slightly greater degree of regularity in the grass, I wouldn’t have realized what I was looking at.
There’s one right in the middle of Whistler, too. Of course, in a place that caters to hiking, several forms of bicycling, swimming, horseback riding, etc. a golf course or two should be no surprise. Just that it seemed so prominent to me.
I guess I thought there wouldn’t be many up there because it gets so cold. Surely it’s a bit of an extravagance for something you can only use for less than half the year.
Actually, now that I think about it, I’ll bet Whistler uses theirs as a cross country ski or snowshoe place.
Apparently there are some internationally prominent golf courses there. It’s not something I’ve even had much interest in, so I had no idea.
Tina: Whatchah eating?
Theodor: It’s an experiment. I took tissue samples from a certain primate and cultured them, manipulated the recombinant DNA, added a little cocci, mule, bird, man, and some cabbage, then re-cultured. Then I fried the whole thing with some salt, pepper, and mushroom.
Tina: Well, it’s got nothing to do with me. Doesn’t look tasty at all.
Theodor: Really? I think it looks exquisite.
Previously in Jack and Jill: Fuzzy Pancake
The theme for this week’s Jack and Jill is “birdman” as suggested by Heather
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“Bartender, give me your best drink.” Dicky found a stool in the empty bar.
“You seem to have had enough to drink already.”
“I’m not leaving here until I get your best.”
“I’ll make you a pousse-café, but for each layer you have to tell me something about yourself.”
So Dicky told him about his day; about his headache in the morning and first can of beer, about tripping over his chair at work, about out-drinking everyone from the office, and nearly crashing.
“You know, I think I’ll skip it after all.” Dicky got up to walk home.
“Wise decision my friend.” The bartender saluted him with the drink, then gulped it down.
The Hub: Rochelle Wisoff-Fields
Photo credit: Marie Gail Stratford
We arrived at the highest point of the mountain after a toe-tingling combination of gondola and ski lift rides.
1. These rustic guy statues were all around in Whistler. Looks better at the very top of the mountain. Notice the gap in the fence? It’s a hiking trail going down one side of the hill.
Tracy could actually hear him swallowing when he handed her the ragged scrap of paper. It was just a song. How bad could it be? She looked through quickly, then looked again.
She barely felt the pressure of Gene’s bed on her back side as her knees gave. She recognized these words right off. They were her words.
The people at Lake Louise allowed the fence running along one edge of a parking lot to fall pretty far into disrepair. It rather surprised me. Such a pristine place looked like this.
Then, of course, I start thinking of excuses reasons for it to be this way. First, it might have been the result of an awful lot of people driving into the fence. No money for repairs? So many repairs they can’t keep up? The lot was too obscure so management didn’t know? Overlapping jurisdictions between the owners of the hotel and the park?
Then I came up with a great one. Frost heaves! After all, the nearest glacier was clearly in view. I’ll bet they have impressive Winters. Surely that was the cause.
I had no way of verifying why the fence was in disrepair. I can only guess.
Jill: Hey, Theodor, what are you having for breakfast?
Theodor: An experiment.
Previously in Jack and Jill: Hiding a Dust Mote
The theme for this week’s Jack and Jill is “Fuzzy Pancake” as suggested by Jannie Funster
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Lilith walked the salt fields, testing each step with her cane. The young ones thought she did it because it was an old tradition. Tradition? What rot. When she first came to this planet with the colonizing expedition from Earth the land had been far less stable. Too many of her fellow colonists had died when the salt flats gave under them unexpectedly. They’d done a lot to stabilize the land, just as they’d done to make the atmosphere breathable. But she could never convince the kids they needed to be cautious. So she did the checking herself.
The Hub: Rochelle Wisoff-Fields
Photo credit: Dawn Q. Landau
1.We started off on the Excalibur Gondola to Blackcomb, which is on the most southern part of Whistler Village. Notice that the gondola accommodated bicycles as well as people.
Gene felt like a total idiot sitting there in the back yard with a pencil in his hand and a notebook on his lap. Maybe he should at least get his guitar. But he’d already tried this a dozen times with his guitar and his room was so stuffy. At least it was breezy out here.
I spent the entire weekend cleaning my rental house. I used to live there, so seeing what the renters did is painful. Took some paint, Formula 409, and elbow grease, but at least we made a dent. I’m so tired. Now to see what the new renters have to say about it.
Previously in Jack and Jill: Pillow Talk
The theme for this week’s Jack and Jill is “dust mote” as suggested by Talon
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