Monthly Archives: February 2019

20190219 – More Snowshoeing and Just Having Fun


Snowshoeing again.

Up and out early to go snowshoeing with Joe and Donna. We go up Robs trail, about 1,200 feet elevation and about 4 miles. Use the Yak Tracks instead of snow shoes.

So true. We need a 1st Amendment.

First halve is a rapid ascent in Donna’s wake then take it easy in the rear with Joe. Despite it being all uphill I don’t even break a sweat, colder than a brass toilet seat in the Yukon. The Yak Tracks just about make it.

Bob picks up Anna and Leon to go skiing with them for the morning.

In the evening Hal, Carol and Angela come round for dinner.
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In the afternoon we have to go to the bank to change our PIN’s on our debit cards. It seems that in this advanced colonial civilisation you can’t do it at an ATM. Can’t be done by a teller, needs the expert services of a banker. Teller tells me we’ll have to wait because the bankers busy at the moment, at which point I point out that “…well he’s sat around doing nothing, make him aware there’s a CUSTOMER waiting”. We get served promptly – just needs a bit of focus on “customer service”.

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The anti-American dream by Pat Connell.

The quickest way to create a captive society is to educate children to hate their own freedom.
Nobody’s feelings were consulted during the making of this video. Anyone who has a problem with that can drop dead.


Just clearing up some more snow.

Anna and Leon set off for a days skiing with Carol and Angela.

We have a lazy morning. Then I walk up to the CC with Wendy – she’s volunteering there for the afternoon. That’s my exercise for the day.

Finally manage to display the glyphicons and control the column width in my CRUD web site I’m writing. It’s taken hours to identify which elements of Bootstrap are causing the problem and which CSS classes work. Nerdy stuff but so much more fun than crosswords or sudoko.

Then it’s off to the gun club for some target practice with Joe. Use a 9mm 1911 Springfield. A joy to shoot. The only disadvantage is the sights are black so on a black target it’s not so good but on a light target it’s amazing. Moral of that is to only ever use it to shoot white men.

Drinks in the hot tub.

Jamie comes round to collect the table that Janelle’s getting rid of.

In the evening Anna and Leon take us out to dinner. Go to the Blind Dog for sushi. Getting in training for our Japanese trip. Leave the choice of the myriad of options to Anna. Raw fish, pretty tasty. Mind you it gives me the squitters, although there is some blue crab in there so perhaps that’s the cause. Need to experiment ready for Japan. Great meal, the Cline Zinfandel was awesome and great company. Yet another fantastic evening here in paradise.
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Farage asks who the damp rag is:


Ten pin bowling from Monday night.

Lazy morning.

Lunch time Wendy goes to help out at the CC. I walk down the trail from Peaks hotel to Starbucks at Kimble. Exactly 5 miles and pretty exhausting in the snow without YakTraks. Catch electric express back up to meet Wendy at the CC and for a lift home. A good 6 mile walk.

In the evening it’s poring down with snow. Pick B&M up and head off down to the PCMSC AGM at the golf club. Cowboy evening theme with a meal. Pretty good evening but pass on the line dancing.

Wendy’s having kittens about the snow so we leave pretty early to avoid getting too snowed in.
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Probably lost on our colonial friends but this opposition (extreme leftwing) home secretary has a reputation for being a complete dick, with worst numeracy skills than that of a talking horse.

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Next time you hear someone slagging off our superb National Health Service refer them to this “Mirror Mirror” survey – yes we come out top amongst the developed nations, despite spending substantially less. For my colonial friends it really isn’t a communist inspired plot but more like a fundamental human right. Read it to find out how the USA fares in World ranking.


More ten pin bowling from Monday.

Pick up Helen and we go bowling with the other geriatrics from the Newcomers. A good morning and even a respectable score. Then it’s Starbucks.

Afternoon is the CC for Wendy whilstI get in a couple of hours Pickleball at the Basin Rec. It’s awesome. Win 4 out of 6 games.

In the evening we’re all off down to B&M’s for dinner. Ravioli with Bobs awesome tomato sauce and Italian sausage (Wendy needs to add these to her shopping list). Not forgetting wine, whisky, espresso and good company.
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  Vikings, a mythogy of peace:

Sadly Syeten has been closed down by the snowflaky do gooders and PC brigade. More infringement of free speech. We need a 1st amendment. What a subtle way of describing the religion of pieces and permanent offence.


Snowshoeing again. Bob tries his new snowshoes

Up at the crack of sparrows take Anna and Leon down to the airport. Yes, another trip to the airport.

Afternoon we take B&M down to Wassatch State Park to christens Bobs new snow shoes. Do the Huber trail. To be fair we could have walked or YakTraked it but it was B&M’s first outing so we did it for fun – even Wendy snowshoed.

Then seek out a coffee followed by a trip to the sportmens warehouse and that good old all time Saturday afternoon favourite Walmart – you know the place where the crazy people go.

The evening’s our first quiet evening in for over a week.
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Well it’s somewhat consoling to know that it’s not just us Brits suffering with all this. Why you can’t argue with a leftist:


Start of the Bear hike.

Lazy start. Then off snowshoeing up to the Bear Hike, aka Snow Top. The usual root round was 3 foot deep snow and no idea where the trail was so we went clockwise, out and back. Better in the snowshoes, only took us about 50 minutes.

Then in the afternoon we picked B&M up and went to the apres ski. Not many there, a quiet do. Remembered to take our own food back!

Quiet night in. Finished off the wine with a spot of sushi and a great alcoholic ginger beer.
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Don’t we just love American roundabouts! They really are more dangerous than trying to sell a bible in downtown Tehran. Why do the colonials not understand them. For us geriatrics, who have the memory of a goldfish, it’s so much easier than remembering who was 1st, 2nd and 3rd at a 4 way Stop sign.


Wild turkeys. I wish I had my bow.

Lazy morning again. Recovered Kurt’s wedding photos from Google Plus before they got deleted and started work on a revised photo gallery web page.

Dropped Wendy off to have her nails done, then she was having lunch and shopping with M. More “want” less “need”.

I went to the gym and then played nearly two hours pickle ball. It’s awesome, just wish I could play better.

Then it’s a quiet night in watch Netflix series with French subtitles.
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What is it with some of the women who play pickle ball? Wow. Bossy and nasty. Such a fun combo. Certainly wouldn’t fancy waking up with some of them on my pillow. Seems to bring out the worst of colonial matriarchs. For the Sake of the Flying Spaghetti Monster it’s only a game


Snowshoeing scenery.

Lazy start. Then I set of for a 3 mile walk in the snow whilst Wendy does the shopping. I’m Hotter than a road lizard walking up a hill backwards carrying a bucket of slobber. Perhaps I really don’t need my ski pants, fleece, wooly hat and anorak on – it’s too warm, cruelty to snow.

Meet Wendy back at the supermarket. A bottle of Bourye just screams out “Please buy me” from the liquor store shelves. Temptation to buy this limited edition, 96 point score Bourbon, is just too great.

Then in the afternoon I go down to Salt Lake archery with Joe. No one else from PCMSC is interested.

In the evening B&M and Mike come round for dinner and drinks of course. Sample some of the Bourye – it is truly awesome.
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Just love this true geriatric story. How do I know it’s true, well it came from a friend who shall remain nameless.

He went to see Bohemian Rhapsody and was raving about how good it was. The lady he went with then pointed out that he’d gone with her 2 months prior to see the exact same film, had fell asleep before it even started and had no memory of the prior visit. Jut one of the many benefits of old age, but looking on the positive side it’s so much better than the alternatives.

Fortunately scientific research has come up with an answer to what best factor determines longevity. It seems that people with more birthdays live longer.

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Here we are with the colonials in the land of free market economy and enterprise. Enterprise, that’s a word that like anyone aged under 21, not allowed in a state liquor store.

More snowshoeing scenery .

Wendy to sales staff: “Do you have any alcoholic ginger beer anywhere?”.

Sales (well lets be more realistic and call her a clerk): “No we’ve none in at the moment. As soon as we put any on the shelves it just flies off the shelves”.

Unlike me Wendy didn’t say what I would have said: “Well why don’t you buy more, that way you would sell more? It’s called stock control and enterprise.”

In fact if you wanted to be a real smart arse you could even sell them a formula:

Economic order quantity = square root of [(2 x demand x ordering costs) ÷ carrying costs]

Not exactly rocket science, especially with modern computer stock systems. This country really does seem like a shrine to lost opportunity cost. No one stocks anything anymore.



Lazy start again.

Then it’s a 3 mile walk into town and back. Wendy goes to the CC.

Afternoon is shooting with Joe. Try an assortment of weapons including a rather “Make my day” style revolver. I think its the worst performance since I’ve been here. Must say the Springfield 1911 never lets me down.

A quiet night in for a change.
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Tony does a snow angel.

Don’t you just love the annual car insurance renewal charade where the shisters treat you like an imbecile and try to rip you off. This year Aviva have excelled themselves. A 10% price hike on a dual car policy. The exact amount of 10% says it all. But then you find that if you insure each car individually with them it’s about £150 cheaper than the supposed benefit of dual car. They really do have no respect for their customers.

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Group snowshoeing

In Arabic, “Islam” means submission and “Sharia” literally means “path” or the path to salvation. Sharia, a set of guiding moral principles derived from the teachings of the Prophet Mohammed is inseparable from the practice of Islam. There are many tenants of Sharia law but here are a few to ponder:
• Muslims should engage in Taqiyya (Lying to advance Islam). Lying to non-Muslims is encouraged by Muhammad
• Men are allowed to practice polygamy and to be married to four wives at the same time; women can only be married to one man
• Muhammad instructs female genital mutilation; girls clitoris is cut out so they cannot ever enjoy sex
• A man can beat his wife for insubordination
• A Muslim who becomes a non-Muslim is punishable by death
• Muslim men have sexual rights to any girl or woman not wearing the hijab (Head Covering)
• A woman or girl that has been raped cannot testify in court against her rapist.
• Testimonies of 4 male witnesses are required to prove rape of a female
• A woman’s testimony in court, allowed in property cases, carries ½ the weight of a man’s.
• A man can unilaterally divorce his wife; a wife needs her husband’s consent to divorce.
• A man can marry an infant girl and consummate the marriage when she is 9 years old.
• Criticizing Muhammad, Allah or any part of the Quran is punishable by death.
• Homosexuality is punishable up to death

20190212 – Daily Routine In Paradise. Health Warning This Blog Contains Rants – You Will Be Offended


Up early after more fitful sleep.

Then Wendy and I are off snowshoeing around Round Valley. Takes more energy putting them on and off, than the hours snow shoeing. It’s freezing cold and blowing a gale, but we just about survive.

Now with two snow shoe trips under my belt I think I can safely advise on the following three rules:

1 Slacken off all your gear ready to put on in the comfort of your home.

2 Take a pair of thin glove to wear whilst trying to put them on.

3 Last, and the most important, be the last in the group to get the benefit of compacted snow. Breaking trail is for pioneers and the eager young.

Evening we’re out for dinner with Joe and Donna at a new place called Hearth & Hill. I enjoyed my meal, but the menu was weird and sparser than strip clubs in Tehran. Expensive for what it was. Acid test, wouldn’t go back.

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A somewhat premature and overly optimistic statement. Will we ever escape?


After a lazy morning I’m off to join the gym and get some exercise. Really nice gym and free Pickleball with my membership, all for $36 a month.

Oodles of snow today – proper weather.

Wendy was at the Christian Centre all afternoon.

Joe couldn’t make the gun club but I ventured forth. Despite the snow I made it all the way to the gun club car park and was defeated by 2 foot of snow. Too lazy to clear it – I thought they had more oil in the can than that.

Laurie and Mike come round for drinks after dinner. A pleasant and fun evening comparing travel sagas.

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European Unions Crazy Laws:

* Banana’s should not be too bendy.
* Waters does not hydrate you.
* Prunes are not laxatives.
* Turnips cannot be labeled “swedes”, except in one place.
* Eggs cannot be sold by the dozen.
* In a move which is bound make pro-Brexit people and clean-freaks angry, the EU has passed a new law meaning vacuum cleaners might not be as powerful.


Wendy and I set off for more snow shoeing. Problem is that there’s that much snow, most of the car parks haven’t been cleared yet. Can park at Round Valley but it’s howling a gale and seems so cold. End up at Willow creek and spend just over a hour doing the loop there, half of it’s tracked the other half isn’t. A really good workout. Wendy’s powfagged. This seems more energetic than skiing – no gravity benefit.

In the afternoon I go down to Salt Lake to try out the indoor archery range. Sadly you can only rent out recurve bows, no compounds. It’s a challenge and a tad more work than a recurve. One good thing is my target hasn’t too many holes it so I can use it another time.

Then it’s home for a quick change before setting off to the Blue Boar for a valentines meal with Janelle, Mike, B & M. I’m designated driver so no alcohol. Pleasant meal in awesome surroundings with good company. They have an awesome collection of antique crossbows on the wall. Driving back is a nightmare of rain, then sleet, then snow. No street lights. No cats eyes. White lines are obscured by snow and slush.

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As always, along with 10 Americans throughout the whole of mainland USA, I watched the State of the Union speech – wish we had one in the UK, would be pretty terrifying at the moment. The version had a few times when it just cut out, with a black screen as if it had lost the signal. One of the cut outs occurred in the bit where Trump said “….America will” black screen cutout ” be socialist”. I couldn’t believe my ears, so rewound and played it again, but still got “….America will be socialist….”. OMG what’s happened to the USA you’ve caught the European virus. Still not believing my ears went to another youtube version and pleased to see sanity still rules “….America will NEVER be socialist….”.

The other good news is despite jet lag and a bottle of red I managed to stay awake through it.


Lazy start to the day. It’s been raining overnight and it’s all frozen up. A death trap out there, just sheet ice everywhere – slick as the colonials say.

Wendy’s off to the Christian centre and I’m ten pin bowling with the Newcomers. Then in the afternoon I get to play Pickleball at the gym. What fun it is. Tennis / badminton / table tennis for geriatrics. I’m only a beginner but no one cares, it’s just a bunch of older geezers having fun. After just over an hour I’m cream crackered. Sadly have to go and pick Wendy up, but I’ll be back.

A quiet night in for a change. By 20:00 we give up trying to watch TV and go to bed. Then I wake up and fritter away two hours on the internet.

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Tucker Carlos on crazy American politicians – AOC. See, we are not alone in the UK in having loopy politicians.


Mountains had 8″ of snow overnight, thats 20″ in the past 48 hours. Wake up to a sunny snowy landscape – awesome. Back to sub zero temperatures, thank the Flying Spaghetti Monster. And there’s no sign of temperatures above zero for the next 10 days, plus plenty of snowy days.

I’m off to the gun club for my weekly fix. Try a Canik TP9 with red dot sights. Wow, makes you realise how much your hand shakes. Only problem is it takes awhile to zero in the sight and worst of all makes me think I’ll have to give up drinking.

Then I walk up to Freshmarket and back to meet Wendy doing the weekly shop and to go to the all important liquor store. Have to get stocked up, they’re closed for the next two days.

In the evening we’re off to B&M for dinner with them and Janelle and Mike. Bobs cooked his awesome eggplant Parmigiana. I’ve been looking forward to this for the past 6 months, best food I’ve had all year. Great evening.

Anna and Leon arrive about 22:00.

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Just a Few Of The “Life After Brexit” Predictions:

  • Lorry parks on the M25.
  • Planes crashing into each other in mid-flight.
  • Thousands of passengers – those who survived the collisions of course – will be stranded and unable to go back to work.
  • UK citizens living abroad will be locked up and have their pensions confiscated.
  • The NHS will run out of insulin and Band Aids.
  • The Queen will have to move to Switzerland or possibly Uganda.
  • Our ports will shut down and ships’ captains will simply dump their cargo into the sea.
  • Our squirrels will infect everyone with rabies.
  • Condoms will explode….

I can hardly wait to hear what else is going to happen.


Lazy start to the morning. Then we’re off down to Wassatch State Park to meet up with the Newcomers for a Snowshoe. It’s disorganised chaos. There’s only one other light bulb changer (man) the rest are women. No one seems to know who is leading or where they’re going. Then we keep stopping to wait for the slow comers. You can tell how bad it is, at one stage Wendy’s leading and setting the past – lost and leisurely. Never mind we get a good 2 hours exercise.

In the evening B&M along with Janelle and Mike come round for dinner. Ironically Janelle and Mike are the owners of this place, we tell them to make themselves at home. Good food, good company and of course good wine.

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After two weeks I’m settling into a no ski routine:

Monday – walk in the morning; Pickleball or Gym in the afternoon.

Tuesday – snowshoe in the morning; Archery in the afternoon; out for dinner somewhere in the evening.

Wednesday – walk in the morning; gun range in the afternoon.

Thursday – snowshoe in the morning; quiz at teatime; out for dinner somewhere in the evening.

Friday – ten pin bowling in the morning; pickle ball or gym in the afternoon; TGIF with the PCMSC in the evening.

Saturday – snowshoe in the morning; shopping evasion tactics in the afternoon; possibly out for dinner in the evening.

Sunday – walk in the morning; apres ski with PCMSC in the afternoon.


Unbelievable Anna decides she’s going to take a day off skiing – must be getting old – and go to the Outlets of course.

Then they hear we’re going snow shoeing and decide to join us. We drive out to Wassatch State Park and take the two mile trail to the Huber homestead. It’s just a perfect day. Trail is crispy and Wendy manages without snow shoes but the rest of us use them for a workout. What a good workout it was.

Then it’s back for a quick lunch followed by the inevitable trip to the Outlet stores. Wendy cons me into going by telling me they have some thermal vest – a shore sign I’m a decomposing geriatric. They don’t have any. I’ve be well and truly duped into a shopping expedition. Nor does any of the other stores. I find it somewhat ironic that they all have these vests that “keep you cool”, none that brag about keeping you warm, yet here we are in a sub zero ski resort!

Then back home and get changed for Ten Pin Bowling evening. There’s about 13 of us but we can only get a lane for 8, but we cope. Then it’s off to the Red Rock Brewery for dinner. We despatch an advance party of those not bowling to get a table – just typical they don’t accept bookings. Despite the hordes everywhere it’s not a bad evening.

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Stop defending Islam as a ‘religion of peace’

People need to stop defending Islam. It’s one thing to condemn violence, hate and prejudice against and/or by Muslims, but it’s another thing altogether to claim that Islam is a religion of peace, while at the same time deriding people of other faiths for their backward beliefs.

There are over one hundred verses in the Quran that call for war or violence, many of which are directed specifically at nonbelievers. Some of these verses are quite graphic, such as verse 5:33 which states, “The punishment of those who wage war against Allah and His messenger and strive to make mischief in the land is only this, that they should be murdered or crucified or their hands and their feet should be cut off on opposite sides or they should be imprisoned; this shall be as a disgrace for them in this world, and in the hereafter they shall have a grievous chastisement.”

Another verse (8:12) says, “I will cast terror into the hearts of those who disbelieve. Therefore strike off their heads and strike off every fingertip of them.”

There is no possible way to take verses like these figuratively or metaphorically. It is quite evident that Allah, according to the Quran, calls quite literally for the mutilation and slaughter of all those who oppose Islam.

20190204 – Off To A Winter Wonderland


Goodbye Belthorn for two months. You can rain and snow to your hearts content.

Off to Paradise (Park City) yet again. Stayed overnight at the Crown Plaza, Manchester airport as snow could have been a problem. Somehow it’s so much more relaxing staying in a hotel the night before.

Manchester airport was it’s usual nightmare. Had to wait an hour before we could get in the lounge. Of all the lounges, in all the World this one is always full and they never do anything about it – taking money under false pretences.

Breakfast, when we finally get in the lounge.

Virgin flight to Atlanta was on time and very comfortable. Premium economy is worth it. Especially if you don’t like their wine they nip into upper class and provide you with a quality St Emillion. Atlanta was fairly efficient. They’ve got rid of all those crazy passport reading machines and have gone back to good old ways. Passengers are happy and immigration officials are happy.

Hertz at Salt Lake were a nightmare. Instead of the usual choice of superb free upgrades there was only one 4 wheel drive SUV, which they were reluctant to let me have because we’re renting for 2 months. You’d think they’d be only too pleased to look after such a bulk buyer. Anyway after much discussion with the manager he saw the error of his ways and let us have a free upgrade to a Kia Sorrento. I think I managed to grind him down and appeal to his managerial prowess. Sadly we have to raise and close the boot manually – how will I ever get a green card without a button to do this for me? Then to top it all Wendy starts bleating because there’s no heated seats.


3 foot of snow all around. Best we’ve ever seen it.

As usual up at the crack of sparrows. Wow we have 3 foot of snow all around us.

Breakfast at Squatters as usual. The 10 year old girl serving us manages to screw the order up 3 times.

First off up to the mountain to view the slopes and the skiing (look only, don’t ski), then coffee shopping followed by the all important trip to the off license (liquor store for you colonials) for wine and can’t resist a bottle of High West Yipee Kayee.

It’s unpack and shopping today. For me there’s no skiing this year.

Good to be back.

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I know it’s nothing to do with PC, but couldn’t resist this. Just before we left I braved taking Jasper to football and he won the award. He was so proud.

As always I watched the State of the Union speech – wish we had one in the UK, although would be pretty terrifying at the moment. The YouTube version had a few times when it just cut out, with a black screen, as if it had lost the signal. One of the cut outs occurred in the bit where Trump said “….America will” black screen cutout ” be socialist”. I couldn’t believe my ears, so rewound and played it again, but still got “….America will be socialist….”. OMG what’s happened to the USA, have they caught the European virus. Still not believing my ears went to another youtube version and pleased to see sanity still rules “….America will NEVER be socialist….”.

The other good news is despite jet lag and a bottle of red I managed to stay awake through it.


Back to the gun range.

Lazy morning as usual.

Plenty more snow. The Christian centres even closed so Wendy’s got nothing to do.

Enjoying writing some CRUD software and learning a new programming language – nerd. It’s taking over all my spare time, I’m really engrossed so I’m afraid it’s a minimal blog this week, but next week I’ll be back with a vengeance complete with Rants (BREXIT offers plenty of scope), Sick Humour and of course Religious Commentary (the Jihadis are just prime for poking fun at).

Afternoon it’s the gun range with Joe. I hire my favourite gun the 9mm Wilson Combat, but have to say I prefer Joes 9mm. Despite practice with my Sig Sauer air pistol back home I have to say I’m not too hot a shot.


View from our back deck.

Plenty more snow and it’s colder than a witch’s teat in a brass bra.

As usual off down to Costco for supplies. After 10 minutes I’ve explored the store and am bored. Call in at archery to see how much it is.

Then in the evening we’re off round to Bob and Marilyn’s for dinner. It’s Mexican, one of my favourites so saved me a trip to Chubascos.
Good to see them and they’re pleased we’re back. They’ve got my bottle of High West Midwinters Dream, it’s awesome. Plan our events together for the coming weeks.



Ten pin bowling in the morning with the usual old foggies from the Newcomers club. Great fun but makes you realise you’re getting old. Really annoying when you have the mind of a 16 year old.

Wendy’s back at the Christian Centre in the afternoon.

In the afternoon I take a long walk in the snow to the Christian Centre. For the fun of it there and back, to see how far it is.

Friday night Barbara and Steve take us down to the TGIF at the Golf Club. Meet up with B&M and good to see Helen & George again. Then it’s dinner at a table of about 20 friends and acquaintances from PCMSC.


Cold and plenty of snow. We catch the bus to the Peaks hotel and plan on walking all the way down to Kimble Junction. None of these trails have been cleared so it’s hard going on loose snow. Wendy’s slower than molasses on a cold day. Get as far as Willow Creek and we catch the bus the rest of the way.

Starbucks and then Tangier outlets.

Quiet evening in and as usual early to bed.


How’s this for your own personal snowplow.

Up at the crack of sparrows again. Sleeping is still a nightmare. It’s not insomnia, it’s just a screwed up sleep pattern. No doubt we’ll just get into a routine and we’ll be headed home again – perhaps we should just stay here.

We take a walk up to the PCMR base for an awesome Campos coffee. Awesome coffee it may be but they couldn’t organize an orgy in a brothel.

Nip to Tangier outlets for a new pair of snow boots. My 14 year old ones have finally started letting water in. These new boots are awesome, half the price of Sorel, half the weight and oh so warm and comfy.

Bob and I brave the jacuzzi.

Nearly had to call out the avalanche search and rescue team. If I’d have been a second earlier I would have been buried under an avalanche of snow that cascaded off the roof of the school we were walking past. That would have looked good, another insurance claim.

Have a stroll around to remind me of the good old days when I used to ski.

Afternoon we get an awesome snow storm.

Evening B&M come round for dinner and Jacuzzi.


I want one of these for when we have an inch of snow in Belthorn.

Another gorgeous sunny but very cold day here in paradise.

Drove over to Hals to pick up snowshoes and go snowshoeing with him. Even with snowshoes on I’m sinking 3 feet. It’s exhausting, feels like I’ve been rode hard and hung up dry.

Lazy night in for a change. Even manage to stay up until 22:00. Both deserve 4 gold stars. At least my nerdy programming project manages to keep me awake.
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Just being up in the mountains pottering around is so awesome. Yes, I’m not skiing this year – BooHoo, life sucks get over it. I’ve had 52 great years skiing, time to move on. So it’s snowshoeing for me this year – mind you with my luck I’ll probably get knocked over by a stray scumboarder. It’s really awesome. Cannot think of a better way of spending the day, even if it’s cold and a raging snow storm. But almost equally awesome is going for a walk down in the town when you’ve a foot of fresh snow on the ground, or driving around in a 4 wheel SUV when the roads have been mostly cleared but there’s till a lot of snow around is another treat.

Snow, like sunshine, truly makes the world a better place, and here we get both.

Good to be alive with enough money to enjoy life. You really don’t need a fortune. And as Bob would say “Wonder what the poor folk are doing”?

Essential supplies in case we’re snowed in.