Monthly Archives: July 2018

20180613 – Hiking, Biking, Kayaking, Bowling, Dining and Last But By No Means Least – Drinking


Oh dear.

class=”aligncenter size-large wp-image-8489″ />Lead my first leisure bike ride. Fortunately found out that Corner Cafe was closed despite web site saying it was open. Went to Silver Star instead. Arrived spot on opening time – 11:00 – ready for my Stiegl Austrian Pilsner only to be told that canplserve drinks until 11:30 – Utah drinking laws strike again – I was so looking forward to it.

As always there’s the usual gobby geezer. This ones whining about how British beers served warm and tastes like shit. I resist the temptation to comment how any American can have the brass nerve to criticise proper beer, when they drink that insipid pale yellow pickle water. They he volunteers a rant on how the British Empire tyrannised their colonies. Obviously detests the British.

Afternoon more consultancy work.

Then Carol and Angela pop round to say hello.


Kayaking. Work. Then archery – 6 instructors / volunteers for only 2 candidates. Oh well at least I get more of a chance to shoot.

Dinner at Bob and Marilyn’s. Get to try a dirty Vodka martini (vodka martini with olive juice), yuk but starters are peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, awesome – if that doesn’t qualify me for a green card nothing will. Pass on the Martini.


Bowling again and Wendy’s at the Christian Centre. Help out set up table in the afternoon ready for Dogs and Suds. By god they’re heavy to move.

Then in the evening it’s Dogs and Suds with PCMSC. Fortunately you don’t need a dog to go. Another example of Americans perverting the language, in more formal English it’s “Hot dogs and beer”. Best baked beans I’ve ever had – properly cooked – along with some Dark and Stormy’s, a juicy Merlot and a Yipee Kayee nightcap. Rat arsed.

Perfect end to another perfect day.


This is the weather we have to put up with.

Lazy morning then it’s a Walmart experience. And no we didn’t have our pyjamas on.

In the afternoon we toddlle off down to the library on the bus with Bob and Marilyn to see what the Latino Arts Fest has to offer. A tad disappointing but it’s the first time they’ve tried it so perhaps it’ll get better if it survives. Food was not all that good so we tootle off to Alberto’s for some Mexican fast food – at last I get a burrito, pretty good.


PCMSC Leisure hike

Hike with Bob and Marilyn from Silver Lake down to Snow Park in Deer Valley. A good 4.5 miles but thankfully mostly down hill. Stop off at the Deer Valley Store cafe for a well deserved coffee.

In the evening we’re all off to Stein Erickson for dinner to celebrate Bob and Marilyn’s wedding anniversary. Great menu but most were not impressed, certainly not 5 Star. I loved my rabbit starter and Veal T Bone – easily pleased – and with two for one vouchers it didn’t seem too expensive. Then it was back to ours to celebrate with some Almond champagne.

For the first time ever used Valet Parking – how bloody idle can you get – but really not much choice as it’s all lazy bones parking. As usual you end up hanging around waiting for the car to be bought to you but have to say I was really impressed – not easy done these days – but the guy had pumped up a tyre that was showing low pressure. How neat is that. Even tipped him.



The famous old barn.

Wendy and I do the leisure hike with PCMSC. An easy 3 mile hike from Willow Creek up to the old barn and back.

Wendy toddles off to the Christian Centre to leave me in peace to do some work. Thank god I’ve finished the recommendations and contract. It’s taken up all my spare time since we’ve been here, at least now I can get my life back and concentrate on fun.

Photography club at the library in the evening, all about still photography from drones. Quite interesting, but not really my cup of tea.


Wendy at Bloods Lake.

Wendy and I drive up to Guardsmen’s pass and take a hike up to Bloods lake. It’s described as an easy hike but I think they’re confusing short with easy. Yes it’s short, we did about 2 miles, but steep, rocky and loose rubble don’t make it easy.

In the afternoon it’s more excitement as we do Costco with Bob and Marilyn.

Watch the Americans despite Amazons Prime’s best efforts to deter me. End up signing up for yet another months free trial. That seems to fix the problem.



Bloods Lake.

Lead a leisure bike ride around Swanner Reserve. Good turnout of 12. Of course as usual there’s alway one gob on the ride who wants to point out what hand signals should be used. Funny how these sort never volunteer to lead, so much easier to chunner away from behind.

Pop down to the gym to see what Pickell Ball is all about. Looks fairly leisurely, will have to give it a try.

Afternoon I go shooting with Joe. Hire a 38 with some high energy Bullets. Has the kick of a drunken mule and the noise of thunder clap.


A hike somewhere.

Another fun packed day.

Kayaking with PCMSC in the morning. At last I get to explore the other end of the reservoir. Everyone else sets off down the usual end.

Catch up on some work over dinner.

Then it’s NAC archery in the afternoon.

Lecture on Alcohol and Park City at 16:00 with B & M, then they come round for dinner and a few drinks.


Easy 6 mile bike ride down to tenpin bowling. Coffee at Starbucks, then tough 6 mile ride back, but I made it.

Wendy’s at the CC in the afternoon.

Then it’s a bit more culture as we go to the library for a talk on the Mormon pioneers who arrived in Salt Lake in 1847. Lecture droned on a bit and I was amazed at how much of it we already knew from books and films.

More of The Americans in the evening.


Inside the Pollin barn.

Lazy day. We have a bike ride up to PCMR base to buy some coffee from Campos coffee. Seems like they’ve caught the French disease, can’t be bothered to open; can’t be bothered to put a sensible sign on the door say when they’ll be open; can’t be bothered to update their web site with opening times.

Then in the evening we’re all off to a barn dance as they open up the Pollin Barn to the public, complete with a barbecue, music and dancing for those so inclined. Needless to say the weather is awesome as it has been since we got her.


Leisure hike.

Off down to the Silly market with Bob and Marilyn, followed by lunch on the deck of the “No Name Saloon”. I have an awesome corned beef Reubens. Everyones delighted with their food. More than I can say for the 7% Pilsner I try, too strong and more like a malt beer than a pilsner. That’ll teach me not to be silly and try American beer, but at least it wasn’t ants urine..

Afternoon I catch up on some work.

No exercise today, getting withdrawal symptoms.


We’re both off out for the 09:00 Leisure hike up “La Dee Dah” with PCMSC. Quite a pleasant out and back hike and the weather’s awesome.

Can’t believe it but I think we’re both starting to miss the rain. Since we’ve been here I think we’ve only had about an hours rain.

Bowling Evening.

In the evening we’re off on a bowling evening with friends and PCMSC invited. Have a great evening, not too much exertion and judging by our scores most didn’t take it too seriously. Then we’re all off to the Full House for dinner, oriental food but all a tad too greasy for my liking.


I lead a leisure hike. Hal comes. Silver lake to Deer Valley cafe.

Wendy and Marilyn do what they do best, shop.

20180606 – Back To Paradise For Summer


Wot no walkway! Thank the FSM it’s not raining.

Sorry for the delayed publication and the lack of rants and jokes but all this consultancy work is getting in the way of fun. Never mind just 10 more days and I’ll be over the worst of it.

Up at the crack of sparrows for our flight to Salt Lake. Good flight. Excelent service. Splashed out with the air miles to upgrade to Premium economy comfortable. Overall I think it was worth it not quite as good as upper class but pretty good.

Best way to travel, not that Wendy agrees.

Get to Hertz and as usual my cheapest mid-sized car enables me to select from a range of cars including 4 eight seater SUV. Settle for the Yukon. It’s ginormous, a family of 7 could live in it.

After 24 hours we arrive at our 2nd home and the electronic door lock won’t work. To top the day off we both get soaked by the sprinklers – hope it’s not recycled sewage water. Phone the management company and within half an hour they have someone round to let us in by the fool proof mechanism of a key.


Back in paradise.

Off out early to go kayaking with Park City Mountain Sports Club (PCMSC) and get from under Wendy’s feet while she unpacks – well that my justification. Wow it was rough out there on the Jordanell Reservoir, all the Stand Up paddle boarders chickened out and wanted a kayak. My experience of SUP on a mill pond is that it’s abuts exciting as watching paint dry. At least if it’s rough or you’re on the sea it must be more challenging.

Then in the afternoon it’s off to the supermarket – I escape to Starbucks. Then the liquor store for the essentials.

Nearly bleed to death as I have the nosebleed from hell and it just won’t stop – bet I lost pints of blood.

Ain’t she pretty – 1940’s evening.

Just get back and Bob and Marilyn come round to welcome us back, complete with their own booze. I haven’t been here 24 hours yet and already I’ve sinned by drinking before 17:00.

In the evening it’s time for some HBO. Then there’s that moment when you wake up on the settee, watching a blank TV screen, in a dark room, with a glass of an awesome whiskey in hand wondering where her in doors has gone and thinking eee bye gum she must be pissed with me. Never mind, I manage to finish off that awesome whiskey and stagger up the wooden hill.

Oh to be stood having a pee and you’re that tired – only 4 hours sleep last night – that it takes you every ounce of energy and concentration not to nod off mid flow.


1940’s evening.

Lazy start to the day and then I knuckle down to get some of this consultancy work done.

11:00 and I’m off Bowling with the Newcomers group. What an abysmal score, just manage to crack 100.

Tootle off down to the National Ability Centre to help out with the Archery. Bloody hell it’s been cancelled, so good of them to let me know, time for a minor rant with them, they really need to get their act together, not the first time this has happened.

Try unabomber again. This time we both manage to stay awake.


1940’s evening.

Morning working.

Afternoon off down to the gun range with joe.

1940’s evening.

Then in the evening we’re off to Bob & Marilyn’s for dinner and champagne to welcome us back. Quality Papa Murphy’s pizza, makes me revise my view of American pizza outside of Chicago. Then we’re all off to a 1940’s evening, complete with big band, many old planes, some dancing – I pass with my “bad leg”. All in Heber airport hanger. I expected it to be infested with geriatrics all dressed in mothballed 1940’s glad rags, but good to see so many younger people had made the effort. Wow the fashions were so stylish, unlike the drab, shapeless sacks they wear these days. A good night and plenty of wine.


Halfway point on the hike. Awesome views.

Up and out for a hike, “Sultan out and back” with Bob and Marilyn. Pleasant hike out but the way back is all uphill. That’s bad enough but it’s compounded by the constant earache I get along with”are we there yet” almost every 10 steps.

Stop for lunch at Sammy’s. I pass on lunch but can’t resist a Pilsner – forgive me for I have sinned yet again.

Afternoon working again – it really is getting boring now but I’ve my recommendations and new contract terms to produce by the 18th. At least the money’s good.

The long slog back up hill.

In the evening Bob and Marilyn come round for dinner, but more importantly a diary planning session – there’s just so much to do, how will we ever fit it all in?

Then more attempts to watch Unabomber without nodding off.


1940’s dancers.

Kayak with NAC in the morning but they’ve only one candidate so it’s hardly worth it.

Wendy’s volunteering at the hospital in the afternoon so I’m the taxi service, in between getting some work done.

Then just before tea we both take a pleasant bike ride to check out our bikes.

Evening’s more work and Unabomber.


At the No Name Saloon with Doris and Paul.

It’s a full day out with Doris and Paul, friends from Los Angelas, who are staying at Snowbird. We give them the Grand tour Jordanelle, PCMR base, Deer valley and of course main street. Lunch at silver star. Afternoon drinks on the patio at No Name Saloon, dinner at High West. High West was very disappointing, not a patch on the meal or choice of menu we had in winter.

Back in Paradise.