Life in a milk bottle

On our last trip to Spokane we discovered a very quaint diner.
It’s called The Milk Bottle, and the food is cheap (5 ate for $24) and delicious.

Once upon a time there was a boy.

Several months ago (probably spring) Cadel asked me to write out a story for him, so I did. I thoroughly enjoyed it at that moment, then I forgot all about it. Recently I found the story and I just loved it all over again so I asked if Cadel I could share it with you and he said it would be okay to post.
**This story was written by Cadel, I only copied it down (word for word) for him.**

I hope you enjoy it as much as I do.

Once upon time there was a boy.

And that boy was playing outside.
He played with his neighbours almost every day.
But one day his neighbours didn’t come outside to play with him.
He waited and waited.

He waited for a long time.

He waited until the night.
Now he had to go in.

Next morning he went outside.
Now the neighbours still didn’t come out.

He waited until the nighttime again.
Then now it was time to go to bed.

He looked out his window and what did he see?

A bear!

And there wasn’t just one bear, there was two Grizzly bears.

And those two Grizzly bears were looking for lunch.

The end.

Yardovation pt.2

It took a while, but we finally have a clean slate for yard work. When we first moved here, we wanted to change our yard, but with just moving and starting life, we were unable to do anything with it last year. Fast forward to this summer and we totally changed the yard in front of the house. But because of the size of the job, we were unable to get going on our side yard. The side yard was a big one and I wasn’t ready for it. I thought about doing it myself but it was just too big. So we made arrangements with a local landscaper to rip up and level my yard. A few weeks ago he was finally able to come do it. With his excavator and skid steer he quickly ripped up the old sod and leaded dirt and even unearthed a few surprises (like car axle parts). The kids loved watching the “mighty machines”, the boys even sat outside in the rain just to watch. Now we just have to build a small retaining wall, plan where we want the fruit trees and flower beds, and lay the sod (in spring).

On the Columbia

Things to do on the Columbia River here in Trail…

You talkin’ to me ?!!?

She’s got that, “I’m gonna’ beat you up” sort of stare going on.
So you better look out.

hike up to the RCAF crash site

It took almost a year for us to do it, but on Sept 24th Kim & I finally had the chance to hike up to an old B25 bomber crash near Rossland. Kim had told me the story of a crash that had occurred in 1947 but had rarely been visited since it’s discovery in 1952. We were going to attempt it last fall but when we got to the stopping point off the highway it was snowing and we were losing light fast, so we wisely opted out. ……fast forward to a few weeks ago when I discovered GPS coordinates to the site on geocaching.com

So after coordinating days off, Kim & I headed on our hike to the crash. It was a cool fall day that ended up getting sunny and basicly perfect. Thankfully we also got coordinates for the trailhead up to the site, so although it was a 2 km hike straight up the hill, at least we hiked on a path. Prior to that we only had crash site coordinates, so we would have been bushwhacking the whole way up.

The crash site was amazing with the main wreckage really close together. We also found both wings farther up the hill (one was 100m away while the second was 200m away). We spend an hour exploring the site and taking pictures before heading back down to the truck.

Thanks to my brother, Kim, for going on the hike with me and for the pictures… mucho gracious.

Here are two links that tell the story on the crash… one & two