Friday, May 31, 2013
Wednesday, May 29, 2013
SUNSHINE On My Pillow, Makes Me Happy
Monday, May 27, 2013
Sentimental Old Man
Sunday, May 26, 2013
1-2-3-4-5-6 Six Days Of Rain
Saturday, May 25, 2013
Leaving North America
|No! WE are not leaving! We will NEVER leave again. We found our home and lots of friends on this continent. But we met a German couple, “Reinhold and Jenny” from the beautiful town of Dinkelsbuehl. |
Main Street Dinkelsbuehl
We met them in Holtville California, and they came visiting with us a few weeks ago. I can now reveal their real names: They are Reinhard and Jutta Schmidt. They are currently in Halifax and from there they will be shipping their German Motor Home back to Germany. After 12 months on the road meeting great people all the way enjoying this great continent with its shores, mountains and deserts, they are now ready to leaving North America. Their baggage is full of memories which will last to the end of their days. After living the free life of an RVer they must now adjust to life back in their home town. Friends and relatives will come visiting them and they will have so much to tell….
Will they be back on North American roads? They were talking about Alaska. The beautiful north is tempting. It has been tempting me my entire life. That’s how I ended up in Norway…and later in Canada. I have seen Alaska too – in winter. I have seen the start of the famous Iditarod sled dog race on 4th Avenue in Achorage. It’s a long time ago.
But I think back to it all the time, like I also think back to the days of when we went to Finland. I have got some news about Finland too. I received an email from Finnish journalist. Janne Niiranen. She had seen my posting on the Savon Sanomat facebook page and wants to write a story about it. Maybe she will find my friend Laila.
Yesterday I send her pictures from those days. I also found Laila’s letters upstairs. Reading those letters again made me laugh and cry. They are so full of a young girl’s dreams of future hopes and current achievements. It’s 44 years ago. We are at the same age. Where is she?
It’s Saturday again and early yet. It’s still raining. Quite unusual that it rains 4-5 days in a row out here. We’ve had it now. Before I go and have a second cup of coffee I will give you Jutta’s (alias Jenny’s) poem about their North-American journey.
by Jutta Schmidt
We were travelling with our German car,
We will sure be waiting for you Reinhard and Jutta!
Friday, May 24, 2013
Happy Days Are Here Again…
|I’m more than happy to announce that our website “www.Islanddiscoverytours.com” is fully operable and alive on the net.|
The big break-through happened yesterday evening. I don’t really know from where I got the energy to a renewed attempt to make it happen. I’d had a long, long day in the resort town of St.Andrews presenting our discovery tours to all the decision makers, shakers and players in the tourism industry. We have been received like long-lost friends and everybody just loves the new boat connection including sightseeing tours to this beautiful island. And best of all: The rumors of us coming to town with a new product had reached the industry way ahead of us. Everybody was just so excited.
And after I got home, I sat down working more on the upload of our website and surely I must have pushed the right button, because all-of-a-sudden our webpage appeared on the screen. What a joyous moment!
Today I have to go get the graphics for our Dodge van. Unfortunately it is raining again so we’ll have to wait with putting it on.
Thanks to Joe and Betty at joeandbetty.blogspot.com who offered help by sending us a link to their son’s webpage www.mpcomputertech.com
It was very much appreciated!
Thanks for stopping by!
Wednesday, May 22, 2013
|While it is still cold I am holding out in my IKEA recliner trying to solve a problem that has been with us over the last few weeks. When we developed our new tourism product “Island Discovery Tours” we also hired a web designer to make up a site for profiling and sales. She worked up a site which was graphically pleasing, but confusing to use for potential customers. She registered the site and received access information. When we demanded changes to the website to make it more usable she walked out on us abandoning the work and never gave out access information, which left us out in the dark. We could not access our own website, had login and no ways to do the necessary changes. After many attempts to contact her I lost my patience and called the registrar of the domain. I supplied them with IDs for company and ownership and they changed access information. But the battle wasn’t over. The website was hosted in a different place. I contacted the hosting company in Utah, but they could not help me. Our former webdesigner had several domaines registered in the same account and by that reason we could not gain access to the account. I decided to make up a new hosting account at the registering company. After that was done I had to upload the revised website and get the name servers changed ….and much to my frustration the website still showed under the old hosting company’s name. So I called the new host and learned that it takes up to 48hrs. until a new site has “propagated” through the World-Wide-Web. So, if we are exceptionally lucky, we might see our new site coming up on www.islanddiscoverytours.com in a day or two.|
Under all this I had to deal with a less than adequate internet connection from Bell Aliant. Oh yes, I received a call from corporate where a lady whom I could hardly hear, talked about that she would “bring on” our problems, but whether I meanwhile would accept $15.00 of the monthly bill???
It ain’t gonna make the problem go away, and I feel it is an insult to the entire island.
I think a lot more action maybe involving our government is required.
Reading other blogs I realize that problems exist also other places. We were quite astounded to find “RV-SUE’s” blog has been taken off the net by the provider.
And Al and kelly over at the Bayfield Bunch are struggling with medical problems. Makes my problems seem tiny and insubstantial. Hope you guys getting better soon.
Thanks for reading my rant of the day!
Monday, May 20, 2013
The Old Tree
|This morning I read a special posting in a special blog. The blog is named Dave and Susie’s Musings. Their last posting speaks of Timber being destroyed by storms. That brought me to a special experience we had in Alberta.|
I will tell you about an old tree we had. It was the time when we lived on a very large property in Alberta, Canada. We lived in an old house from 1936. It had a roof of asphalt shingles. A couple of large Jack Pines were standing close to the house. They had survived a huge forest fire around 1910. We were always afraid a lightning would lit up these trees which invariably would lead to burning down our house. One year we came back from California. It was in April. One of the old Jack Pines had been attacked by a tree porcupine which had stripped off bark all around the tree. We could already see that the tree was dying. A month later I started my chainsaw. There was no other way with it, the tree had to come down.
When it fell our eyes filled with tears. It was a very emotional moment. This tree had probably seen Indians moving around and just how many bears had used it to scratch their backs? After surviving the major forest fire, it now had become a fire hazard itself.
I started to cut up the huge trunk.
When I got to the really big lower parts I had an idea. maybe we could use this for something other than firewood? I had always had the idea of carving something with a chainsaw. So I made these chunks of the lower end fairly large. After we had cleared all the debris away I started the chainsaw again and carved a 3ft. tall pelican of it. It was painted white, and I left the beak in natural wood. It was beautiful. Why I made a pelican? Because every summer we had a small group of pelicans on the lake.
You see the pelican in the picture to the left. We put it where it belonged in the most natural way – on top of the root of the Jack Pine from where it guarded the property.
There was enough wood to carve several pelicans. One of them was purchased by someone in Ontario. It ended up in his garden.
We have again fought our way through an impossible internet connection with Bell-Aliant. With the long weekend nearly over I hope and expect some reaction to my Bell-Canada letter the coming days.
We are also back to the normal cold AND rainy weather. And the news is it’s gonna last for several days into the next week.
YOU have a great week and thanks again for visiting!
Sunday, May 19, 2013
A Sunday In May
Friday, May 17, 2013
The Story Of The Little Foxes And A Trip To Town
Thursday, May 16, 2013
We Have A Lousy Internet Connection
|Writing a blog usually requires a speedy internet connection, especially so if we want to insert a few pictures to spice up the story with. Ever since we moved to the island we have experienced harsh times with our phone provider “BELL ALIANT”. The problem is that our internet connection starts getting slow after 3:00p and comes to a real crawl during the evening hours. We have tried to talk to the company about this and all we get are excuses about low bandwith on the island. Asked whether they intend to do something about this, they tell us that it is too expensive and in any case will take a lot of time. There are days we cannot make a posting during the evening. All we CAN do is get up darn early in the morning and use the time for doing our postings. All the time we have been dealing with this, the company asks us to pay the full price, even though the speed is not better than old-fashioned dial-up. I am sure that one can get a better HIGH SPEED internet connection in many parts of “third world” countries. But in Canada nobody cares. |
Whenever we choose to pay with our bank card at the post, customs office or the local grocery store there is a lengthy wait for the dial-up connection to start working. YES, these terminals have a dial-up connection!
Maybe it’s time we take a trip to see the CEO of this hapless non-caring company!
Tuesday, May 14, 2013
Rooted In The Music
Dear Reader and Pet Owner. You’re gonna love this:
The following was found posted very low on a refrigerator door.
Dear Dogs and Cats:
Sunday, May 12, 2013
A Rainy Sunday
|There wasn’t much going on today. The day started out grey and rainy and that’s how it stayed all day. Reinhold and Jenny had decided to start on their last leg north before they are going to drop off their motor home at Halifax harbour for the RORO shipping back to Germany. Reinhold told us that they have to get their propane tank rinsed INSIDE. The very same shipping line also works from Baltimore but there is no “rinsing” necessary there. CANADA on it’s best again. And of course, the cleaning operation runs up a bill of 100 bucks. |
Speaking of bills and bucks: I asked Reinhold about the price of a propane cylinder. For a German propane cylinder containing 11kg (25LBS) he had to fork over 350 Euros!!!! That’ll be about $420.00, not including the fill.
I think we better stop complaining about pricing in this country.
So, around noon our friends were ready to head out. We were waving Good Bye from our porch asking ourselves will we ever see these nice folks again?
Today was also Mother’s Day. And I have spend a lot of thought about my mom who left this world in January 2012. I still have a hard time to understand the fact that she won’t be picking up the phone anymore when I’m calling.
Bea’s brother invited their mother out for coffee to a nice Cafe in Germany. Bea called the Cafe owner who she knows quite well, asking her to give Bea’s greetings when her mom would arrive. But the Cafe owner lady did much more. Sundays are always busy in a German Cafe and there was a chance that they wouldn’t have gotten a table.
But with the call from Canada, she went ahead and put a RESERVED sign on one of the tables. When Bea’s mom arrived with her son, she was greatly surprised by being directed to the reserved table. And, indeed, it was the only one being available. All the other guests had a great time with that as well.
This goes to show once more that the little things often mean more to us than a costly present.