IIDD, May 22nd

Hi Whirling Dervish!

Sorry that the Gods of Precipitation are attempting to spoil your Garage Sale. Obviously related to the the Wind Gods! Yes, it was a terrific morn: snow-capped mountains, ocean surface almost as smooth as a mirror, freighters seemingly almost near enough to touch. Enough people but not so many that we had to worry about having to play dodge the small child, large dog, or dare I say it, clutches of mindless/oblivious Japanese tourists with howitzer telephoto lenses!

When you deserted me made for home, I continued, ever so resolutely and self-righteously, on out to UBC, doing a variation of the SW Marine/Wesbrook Village/16th Ave loop to clock 107K by time I was back at The Island Inn. Quite pleased with how I felt so seems as if the accumulated K's are building more endurance.

This just in from Ragin', and my response:

May 26th. I will be up early and have the boat disconnected from the dock and ready to sail by 8:00am As this is my first piloting experience with a 47' single screw starship, sedatives will be available. Final details next week.

Whirlygig and I are still on, as of this writing, but the more we cogitate upon crewing for a novice Captain Queeg, we are having increasingly nasty, mutinous thoughts!

Flamin' and I are supposed to cycle at 11:30am, (I begged off going out with Ray and lads earlier as it was coming down fairly steadily at 7:00ish and without P of Z and psswd, I couldn't stand thought  of circling dizzily for hours in the rain), from our place. Depending on weather, we may postpone going for a bit if it looks like it will be better in early afternoon, no later than 1:00pm, however. Even if it is drizzling, we will be going out, along with Miltonious. (Or so he claims. Bit like The Bull in the broken promises department. I'm made out of Hong Kong sugar cane sugar. Won't I melt?) I gather you will be huddling under brollies and emptying your wellies, from time to time. Thanks for offer to off-load our junk but we'd need a shipping container! Nevertheless, we may well pop by on way back from ride to pick up some closing out specials. Do you have a table for used cyclists? Not sure how El Generalissimo will fare on the UBC Hill/Marine Drive Loop! In any event, he will be staying for dinner, at least until para-medics arrive, sirens blaring, and if you are free and interested, and not completely exhausted, or simply because you are completely exhausted, you are invited to partake of meal, break bread and sip wine and malt, and perhaps play a few hands of bridge, initiating Milton and Kerriopola, into the arcane, black arts of full contact, contract bidding! Of course, The Mongolian Terrorist is welcome, without plastic explosive, however. Limpet mines for the Inside Out Passage only! Give us a shout to confirm, either tonight's shennanigans  and/or tomorrow's ride. Talk later. Cheers, Il Conductore!

PS: "Drunkening Red Water" was how one of our Japanese boarders described wine!