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 |    My random thoughts and reactions to my everyday life. The voices like a forum. |
| I do not know quite what happened or when , but my hubby and I now qualify for seniors' discounts at some venues. This creates a quandary; in order to save money, but not face, we have to admit to our age. HMMMM..... We definitely do not consider ourselves to be old. In this day and age ,when people as a whole are living longer and healthier lives why are 'young seniors', those in their fifties, like moi, considered 'old'?? It's so true that age is just a perception! "Maturity" is very objective/subjective, and I object! Whew, a few years have skittered by since I composed this biography block. Those "fifties" are in the rear view mirror and they are distant, fond memories. Oh, I do not plan to stop writing any time soon. |
| 30 Days Camping In Antarctica, Day 1: Wow, just wow! Never did I imagine I'd set foot in Antarctica much less camp there. This will be the adventure of a lifetime. Not having to roll, pack and lug a tent is wonderful. Time is wasted wrestling with a tent and in a freezing climate the howling winds would attempt to shred it anyway. The first thing I noticed is the absence of noise. There's a serene silence here. Ice and snow must muffle everything. Secondly and enthusiastically, I noticed the absence of insects. Hallelujah! Camping here at home in the summer I cannot avoid stinging, whining, vengeful bugs. How blissful not to cringe and slap. I understand bundling for colder temperatures, I've packed my woolen toques, mitts and scarves. I thought to wear the parka with plenty of pockets. I've been told, no, encouraged to snack often. Woohoo, I have an excuse to indulge in chocolate. Assured I cannot possibly gain weight, I'm going to enjoy this month long adventure to the land way, way down under.Peace and quiet plus chocolate, that's a win-win. Here is where I admit I've never perched in, launched or paddled a kayak. And I call myself a Canadian? Okay, I've managed to stay afloat in a canoe and a raft. I grasp the concept of balance and paddling. I do not relish an emergency release /escape into the frigid water. A few chillingly cold splashes I can endure. Do not worry, I am determined to earn the title of kayaker. I am already a certified yacker and I will put forth the effort to add the 'ka.' I presume the inflatable kayaks will be filled via a pump? I can blow with the best of them, but.. I like bannock. It's been years since I cooked it on a fire. Imagine explorers eating it perhaps in this very spot. I plan to enjoy the star -studded panorama from the comfort of my bivy sack. A few of our guides point at the expansive sky and say "les etoiles." They are lovely French Canadians.Vive Quebec and its twinkling stars. To my fellow bloggers and explorers extraordinaire I bid a bonne nuit. My arms are tired, but I believe my eyes are more so. I rarely dared to blink and the glare from the ice, snow and water is intense. I promise not to snore. |
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