I Think BC stands for “Brutally Cold”
We left on a Friday morning at about 11, I was already fully aware that it would be a very long drive to our destination but when Birdman stopped in Bowmanville for lunch I raised an eyebrow. A 20 minute visit and 2 pitas later we were off again. North Bay for gas, Cochrane for a meeting with provincial law enforcement and Ignace for breakfast and that was the end of Ontario for us. We hustled through Manitoba, because who really wants to be there anyway, and into the second night of driving. Hello Saskatchewan! Minus 31 degrees, running out of gas and no clue where to find more. I was trying to find a bonfire app for my iPhone in case we needed to keep warm when the valiant Honda sputtered into starvation, but we found a gas station and refueled with barely a moment to spare. We decided a pizza night in Lanigan, Saskatchewan would be just the ticket to bring us closer. After filling our bellies and showering the past one or two days away(not together), we were off again. Welcome to Alberta! Past Edmonton to Grand Prairie and frightfully close to running out of gas again. I guess we don’t learn very quickly. After many more hours of dark snowy twisty turny up and down driving, I have the privilege of meeting Aaron and Lannie.
Monday morning and into Fort St. John from Hudson’s Hope. Birdy takes me to meet some very nice people and to find out what training I/we need, and we’re off to sign up. So begins the drudgery of workplace safety training. Looks like the week will be filled with long boring hours of training and meeting many people who call the Birdman a friend. After spending many hours in a much too confined space with Birdman, I can understand why they call him a friend.
I think I’ve gotten to know the Birdman fairly well during our tiring yet sometimes hilarious trip and I can honestly say he’s tolerable. I have great admiration and some jealousy for his love of Mother Bird, and she is head over heels for him as well. I have grown fond of her as well. She didn’t really need to make sure I brought winter skivvies but the thought is sweet. However, no matter how many times she asks me, I WILL NOT kiss him good night!
Hopefully we get our training done this week and will be in camp on Monday. It’s all new to me but so was parenting, I haven’t screwed that up too badly yet so this will hopefully go pretty good too!
Sorry if this guest blog doesn’t entertain like the Birdman’s, but it was my first. If we’re lucky he won’t ask for another.
Remember, if you’re in a war zone; keep your hopes high and your head low.