January
23rd, 2005:
A
nice day, after a cold, miserable week. Temperatures approaching zero,
very little wind, and occasional sunshine. I took advantage of the warm
weather to blow out our driveways. Not that there had been much snow, but
the wind had piled in the odd drift. I feel quite righteous -
even though the blower does most of the work it takes some effort to
wrestle with it. Don’t think I need a walk today.
Snowmobilers
are taking advantage of the weather too; there have been dozens of them
zipping back and forth in front of our place. I believe there are more ice
fishing huts out on the ice than we have seen other years; today, they
will all be busy.
This
is the weekend the Ski Loppet is usually held, but there hasn’t been any
sign of activity around the Park Hall. Rob Howse told me in Saskatoon that
he had heard it was cancelled for this year. I tried to phone Shirley
Baker but no answer. If it was cancelled or moved, I suspect it is
entirely because of the Cove being shut down.
It’s
January in Saskatchewan -
of course it’s been cold! So put on an extra layer and suck it up! Then
look on the bright side: earthquakes are rare and gentle; landslides
almost unheard of, and I can’t remember when we last had to run from a
tsunami. There are a lot of advantages in living seventeen hundred feet
above sea level, almost a thousand miles from the closest sea, with a
pretty substantial range of mountains in between. Sea-borne disasters just
don’t keep me awake at nights! How I love this place!
Brian
Shuya is still hard at work cleaning up dead trees in the Park. At
present, he is working down by Lakeshore Campground where a slough is full
of dead willows. Brian says they are not only unsightly, but they are a
real fire hazard – with a little wind they would burn like tinder.
We
had coffee at Beaumont’s last Thursday. As usual at these coffee
sessions, much of the conversation had to do with the old days and the
old-timers of the district. We were bemoaning the fact that there aren’t
many old-timers left to consult about the old days -
we are the old timers now!
We
came home from Saskatoon last Tuesday; when we woke up that morning we
found the car covered with ¼ inch of ice. It was only about –6° out,
but it took a good half hour to melt the ice off. The streets were
terribly icy and people were being warned not to travel. After lunch, we
were driving north on Fifth Avenue and right at 24th Street we
saw a woman fall on the sidewalk where it ramps down to the road. She went
down like a shot, without any warning, and landed on her right shoulder
and head. We left our car in the middle of the street and went to help
her, but she didn’t want to be touched. I suspect she might have cracked
that shoulder. A policeman came along and convinced her to let him call an
ambulance, so we left. How quickly it can happen!
Before
we left Saskatoon, I phoned the Highway Hotline and was told travel was
not recommended on Highway #5, so we came home via Highway #41.
It didn’t seem too bad, though I didn’t have to test it with
the brakes. East of Wakaw it was sloppy, and Highway #3 east of Melfort
was mostly dry. There was some ground drift between Tisdale and Crooked
River (there always is!) but no problems. Highway #38 was snow and
ice-covered as it still is, but again no problems.
The
Taurus is the best car we have ever had for sure-footedness, and with the
snow and ice tires it is really super.