Sister Sue has offered a three day respit in Kirkland upon my return, so she will be the first to hear the stories. I promise to take a bunch of pictures and you can look forward to a post in mid-September. I'll be out of blog contact for 11 or 12 days unless I get Twitter working... it is on my list.
So you might imagine my distrees when on Monday I suffered a football injury while on the beach competing with Rick's clan. In fact, it may have been Rick himself that stepped on my foot while I was fighting to get open for a first down reception. We lost the down and I was out for the game.
I was a bit bummed on Tuesday morning as I limped out of the Tango. Campland was a ghost town and I was unsure of my ability to handle Whistler. Dr. Dru offered his usual emergency medical consultation over the phone (thanks dude) and I became hopeful that the trip was not a total loss.
Full mental recovery came that evening with the help of Sharon's fun personality. We had a great night out! And I even got a chance to cruise through Kensington - a lot has changed in 25 years since mom had the florist - except for that sign hanging over Adams Ave.
So here is a shot of the pair after a couple days of heavy icing and rest. Other than some bruising on met 2-3 and a little swelling, I am looking good. The trip is ON and I am ready!
I got my gear together. It is a bit of a trick to bring the right stuff fo the variety of activities ahead without needing a trunk! Since, I have stuffed all this into the duffel and daypack.
Bon voyage!
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