Whenever I'm away from the computer for a few days, I always feel like I did when I was home sick from school - I know I didn't miss anything critical, but I feel sort of out of it. Here's a post with tons-o'-shit in it:
-First, thanks to all of you for the kind comments regarding Megan and I. I know I can get all sentimental about my blogging chums, but I truly have great affection for each of you.
-Second, Canada and the North Channel were fucking gorgeous. The weather was perfect and the scenery was striking. The Molson tasted even sweeter in its country of origin. Here's an example of the kind of sunsets we were privy to:
-A quick question for my Canadian readers: I noticed the use of the word "yooz" (as in, "Do yooz want gravy on your fries?") was prevalent. I hadn't noticed this on my past trips there. Is this just a midwestern Canadian thang or do yooz all talk like that?
-At one of the anchorages we stayed at, there was a big-ass rock that people can jump off of. After a lot of trepidation, I went for it. Our boat captain said it was about a 35' jump. It seemed like I was in the air forever. Please put on sunglasses to avoid being blinded by my pasty torso. The boat in the foreground was the one we were on.
-The places we went had cool-sounding names, like Beardrop Harbor and Whalesback Channel. Of course, I had my own names for places, like Urination Point and Pisswater Cove. Did I mention that I had a lot of Molson?
-Here is some video from the trip. I realize I am asking you to invest a lot of time on this post, but I figure you've been in serious withdrawal while I've been away, so I'm assuming you can handle it: