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                        #1088 
                        Including: 
                    Russ 
                    Nova
Scotia
                        Sus 
                    The
                        Ontarion 
                     
                     
                    Attention
Walmart
                        Campers... 
                    You
thought
                        I was going to say ‘shoppers’ but no, I did in fact say
                        ‘campers’. We have a Walmart in this town as do most
                        towns, it’s
                        not a very big store in the theme of things, it’s under
                        staffed,
                        and I almost never go in there. I hate the place and the
                        kind of
                        consumer greed it encourages. But there is something
                        interesting
                        about it and presumably other Walmarts like it. It lets
                        a cast of
                        transient people live on it’s parking lot. These ‘camper
                        van’
                        dwellers live in their campers, their vans, their
                        motorhomes and need
                        somewhere to park. Official campgrounds are too
                        expensive and usually
                        full and tend to limit the amount of time a van dweller
                        can stay but
                        Walmart seems to let them stay as long as they want.
                        There were
                        around a dozen or so camper type vehicles parked on this
                        Walmart lot
                        all winter. Now that it is early spring that number has
                        climber up
                        close to twenty. Most are pretty beat up units, one has
                        an old
                        trailer hitched to it with an equally old beat up boat
                        on the
                        trailer. Others are fairly good looking units that
                        appear to have
                        been cared for, at least a bit. I guess as long as the
                        store sees
                        them as customers they don’t mind but what a
                        disappointing way to
                        spend your days, camped out at Walmart. If I’m coming
                        across as
                        judgmental, well, that’s what us old farts do and I’m as
                        old and
                        farty as they come. 
                    * 
                    We
seem
                        to get a few days of cold wet weather and then a few
                        days of
                        nice mild sunny weather, then back and forth and back
                        and forth.
                        Early this week one of our riding friends wanted to do a
                        toot up to
                        Pemberton for lunch so that gave me a good excuse to tag
                        along for a
                        nice ride. Our sunny days tend to start off cold, like
                        about zero and
                        then warm as the day wears on so you have to dress in
                        layers. We
                        hooked up at a local gas station about mid morning. By
                        then it was up
                        to about 6C but there was a strong blustery wind that
                        made for
                        interesting riding where ever it funneled through the
                        various rock
                        cuts along the highway. Otherwise the ride up was quite
                        enjoyable.
                        Riding through Whistler was dusty due to all the sand
                        and winter crud
                        still on the road, and riding along Green Late at the
                        north end of
                        Whistler was ‘different’ because that large lake is
                        still totally
                        frozen over and therefore extremely white and bright to
                        the point of
                        being almost blinding. From Whistler on up there is
                        still lots of
                        snow along the road and in the forests but the roads
                        themselves are
                        dry but dusty. 
                    The
highway
                        between Whistler and Pemberton is always very bumpy,
                        always
                        was and probably always well be. No matter how many
                        times they fix it
                        up, winter conditions seem to un-fix it really fast.
                        It’s basically
                        bump, bump, bump, and so on. My Harley Sportster
                        suspension was never
                        built for that so it becomes a bit of a workout but, it
                        was a nice
                        ride. Pemberton, for those of you who don’t know, is a
                        small
                        village in a long narrow valley surrounded by high steep
                        mountains,
                        very scenic and very nice as long as you are not there
                        during tourist
                        season. In fact the only time to go there, or to
                        Whistler, is mid
                        week and ‘out of season’. But like I said, another great
                        and
                        enjoyable ride. We got there, had lunch, then headed
                        back down. 
                    Once
down
                        past Whistler the temperature started to rise which was
                        good.
                        Both places are north from the coast and fairly high in
                        elevation so
                        they stay cold longer in the spring but get very hot
                        during the
                        summer. When we got back to Squamish I decided to
                        continue on down to
                        Porteau Cove just for the fun of it, and so I did. 
                    Here
we
                        are outside the restaurant in ‘down town’ Pemberton. 
                      
                    Parked
down
                        at Porteau. By this point I had to remove some clothing
                        layers,
                        and us bikers like to part where ever we want. 
                      
                    Just
another
                        shot of this grumpy old man and his trusty steed. 
                      
                     
                     
                    doug 
                    
                      **** 
                     
                     
                    From
                          Russ 
                     
                     
                    April
Fools'
                        Day......we can also call it "All Fools' Day". 
                    Has
anyone
                        played an April Fools' Day joke on you lately? Me
                        neither - is
                        it a gonner? It's been around a long time. "On
                        April 1,
                        1700, English pranksters began popularizing this annual
                        tradition of
                        April Fools' Day by playing practical jokes on each
                        other. Although
                        the day, also called All Fools' Day, had been celebrated
                        for several
                        centuries by different cultures, its exact origin
                        remains a mystery. 
                    Some
historians
                        speculate that All Fools' Day dates back to 1582, when
                        France switched from the Julian calendar to the
                        Gregorian calendar,
                        as called for by the Council of Trent in 1563. People
                        who were slow
                        to get the news or failed to recognize that the start of
                        the new year
                        had moved to January1st and continued to celebrate it
                        during the last
                        week of March through April 1st, became the butt of
                        jokes and hoaxes.
                        Harmless pranks were played on these fokes> Having
                        paper fish
                        placed on their backs and being referred to as poisson
                          d' avril
                        (April fish), said to symbolize a young, "easily hooked
                        fish"
                        and a gullible person. 
                    April
Fools'
                        Day spread throughout Britain during the 18th century.
                        In
                        Scotland, the tradition became a two-day event, starting
                        with
                        "hunting the gowk," in which people were sent on phony
                        errands (gowk is a word for Cuckoo bird, a symbol for
                        fool) and
                        followed by Taile Day, which involved pranks played on
                        people's
                        derrieres, such as pinning fake tails or "kick me" signs
                        on
                        them". Reference "Thunderbird". 
                    ENOUGH
HISTORY
                        ALREADY!! Have you ever been the brunt of an April
                        Fools' Day
                        joke? How did it make you feel? Shamed? Hurt? Maybe that
                        is why the
                        custom is fading into the past. With your permission,
                        I'll relate one
                        such prank played on my mother and me. 
                    Picture
this:
                        Around 1939 when I was 10 we lived in a small village on
                        Highway #8 around seven miles east of Kitchener. There
                        was one
                        General store in Centreville owned and operated by the
                        Forler family.
                        We purchased most of our groceries from Forler's, so we
                        were
                        well-known, good friends with them. One day, I was sent
                        to the store
                        to buy $2.00 worth of sliced belogna (the cheapest meat
                        available),
                        Mrs. Forler had recently purchased a new meat-slicer
                        (hand-cranked),
                        and was very proud to slice things for her customers -
                        always giving
                        one thin slice to the purchaser (excellent advertising).
                        She gave me
                        a very thinly sliced piece of "chilled balogna" which we
                        called ""Baloney" - boy! that baloney tasted good!! \ 
                    Then,
when
                        I handed her a $2.00 bill (now extinct) she said, with a
                        straight face, 
                    "Oh,
Dear
                        - you don't have enough money! Go back home and tell
                        mommy you
                        need another $2.00 as bologna has gone way-up in price".
                        Well -
                        mom was shocked to learn the cheapest meat available had
                        gone up so
                        much. But because the balogna was what she'd planned for
                        supper, she
                        mumbled something as she dug deeply into her purse and
                        took out every
                        *penny, nickle, dime, quarter, and one *50 cent piece
                        (pennies and 50
                        cent pieces now extinct). I returned to the store with a
                        pocketful of
                        heavy change, and as I dumped it all on the counter I
                        said mom had
                        scraped-together every last cent to make up another
                        $2.00. Yup! You
                        guessed it! Mrs. Forler was playing an April Fools' joke
                        on us. She
                        laughed (her big, fat belly bouncing up & down - she
                        was a very
                        short woman, as big around as she was tall). 
                    She
gave
                        me something (a treat?) and sent me home with $2.00
                        worth of
                        sliced Balogna AND all the change I'd brought!! Mom was
                        not amused. 
                    Russ. 
                    PS
I
                        couldn't find either "balogna" or "baloney" in
                        my 1973 Dictionary so if they are misspelled el
                          tougho shito. 
                    PPS
Think
                        it's time for a new dictionary!! 
                    
                      **** 
                     
                     
                    From
Nova
                          Scotia Sus 
                     
                     
                    It
may
                        be spring but it looks like winter is going to give us
                        one more
                        blast of snow. Up here in the hills the snow has not
                        left yet. Those who live in the lower parts are totally
                        bare for quite a while. My clients are always surprised
                        when they come for haircuts and see
                        the snow banks. We leave our snow tires on well into
                        April. Our
                        springs tend to be sluggish and our summers and falls
                        are wonderful. Before I moved here I made sure to visit
                        my family in Nova Scotia
                        after June. My sister Michelle and I would build a
                        shelter from the
                        wind while trying to get a suntan. The beaches here are
                        beautiful
                        and the water too cold before July. 
                    Then
it
                        was jellyfish time and trying to avoid them while
                        swimming. When
                        their tentacles touch you it's like a sunburn. The salt
                        water helps
                        to kill the pain. As you can see I'm not much of a
                        swimmer. I love
                        the view and a walk on the beach. Now a days owning
                        anything on the
                        water costs a fortune so living only 20 minutes from the
                        water is
                        free to enjoy. 
                    Sus 
                    
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                    The
                          Ontarion 
                     
                     
                     
                     
                    Hello
                        everyone! 
                    I’m
not
                        sure if any of you have ever heard of a southern
                        Ontarion town
                        called Hagersville but a few years ago it was quite
                        famous for having
                        the largest Tire Fire in history! That fire burned for a
                        whole week
                        and then some before they finally extinguished it! This
                        past couple
                        of months their branch of the Canadian Legion has been
                        cconducting
                        what they called a “catch the ace” fund raising lottery.
                        It was a
                        new one on me too but I finally got involved today along
                        with our son
                        Adam. The lottery was one where you would buy a ticket
                        for $5.00 or
                        three for $20.00. When you purchased a ticket you would
                        print your
                        name on the ticket along with your phone number and then
                        you would
                        also print your choice of one of the 52 numbered
                        envelopes posted on
                        a board at the legion. Each envelope had a playing card
                        inside and if
                        your ticket was drawn, you would win 20% of that weeks
                        ticket sales
                        money. Then they would take the envelope number that you
                        had also
                        printed on your ticket and open it and take the playing
                        card out of
                        that envelope. IF that card was the Ace then you would
                        also win Half
                        of the total ticket sales money as your grand prize.
                        This lottery has
                        been going on so long and became so popular that they
                        were making the
                        news each week to see if anybody won! The ticket sales
                        were done at
                        the legion only every Thursday so once a week someone
                        won the weekly
                        prize and possibly the grand prize of half the total
                        take of ticket
                        sales. It went on for so long that the sales reached
                        into the
                        hundreds of thousands each week! The news showed the
                        huge line ups of
                        people each week that gathered and stretched for blocks
                        around the
                        town! The prize was listed last Thursday as being 1.5
                        million so
                        after seeing that on the nightly news, I decided that I
                        would go to
                        Hagersville today and buy a three ticket package. I
                        talked Adam into
                        going along with me today to pick up my tickets. 
                    Since
the
                        line up was so large each week I phoned the local
                        grocery store
                        there and asked the girl who answered the phone if she
                        knew the best
                        time to join the line. She was kind enough to give me
                        advice on the
                        best time she thought to make the trip to Hagersville to
                        hit the
                        shortest line. She told me that they lined up from 3am
                        so the best
                        time to attend was between 5pm and 7pm when the line was
                        shorter to
                        her knowledge from her observations on previous weeks.
                        SO Adam and I
                        got into his truck today at 1pm for the hour drive to
                        Hagersville. We
                        arrived shortly after 2pm and finally found a parking
                        spot about two
                        blocks from the legion. When we walked to the Legion, we
                        found that
                        the OPP were there keeping order of the traffic and the
                        line up for
                        tickets. We walked down the street in front of the
                        Legion for a long
                        block with what looked to be about 500 people along that
                        stretch.
                        Then we turned right at the next block to be faced with
                        another long
                        block of people in line. Then there was a left turn onto
                        a third
                        long block of people lined up. Then there was a fourth
                        and a fifth
                        block lined with literally several thousand people
                        hungry for
                        tickets. At that point we debated giving up and buying
                        some store
                        bought Lotto Max and 6/49 tickets in stead of the Legion
                        Tickets.
                        Finally I said to Adam “oh well, we’re here now so lets
                        just
                        stand in line for a while and see how quickly it moves
                        along!”
                        Well, it didn’t take long for the line to form behind us
                        by a few
                        hundred people so we stuck it out! 
                    We
figured
                        it would take about three hours in line for us to reach
                        the
                        Legion but to our surprise it only took 1 hour and 49
                        minutes and we
                        were in the door of the Legion and had our tickets. They
                        were still
                        allowing the members of the Legion to gather inside and
                        drink and eat
                        so we were herded into a back room where there were
                        volunteers
                        selling the tickets. It only took us about 10 minutes to
                        buy and fill
                        out our tickets and get out the door to the street once
                        more. We then
                        walked the two blocks to Adam’s truck and headed for
                        home. We were
                        home by 6pm and enjoying our supper and telling Carole
                        all about our
                        adventure of the day! We had purchased three tickets for
                        each of us
                        including Carole and decided to watch the draw live at
                        8pm on
                        Facebook! We settled in to the family room with great
                        anticipation
                        that we might win when the odds were so much better than
                        those of the
                        huge weekly lotteries I buy tickets for on a regular
                        basis! We waited
                        with baited breath and the ticket was finally drawn! To
                        our dismay,
                        the winner was a man named Richard something or other.
                        He was the
                        winner of the weekly prize of $172,000.00 and when they
                        opened the
                        envelope that matched one of Adam’s chosen numbers it
                        happened to
                        be the Ace and so he also won the grand prize that
                        totalled two
                        million and three dollars or some such giant amount! Had
                        they drawn
                        Adam’s name on the ticket, then his choice of envelope
                        number
                        51which was the same as this Richard guys Adam would be
                        a millionaire
                        at this very moment! SHUCKS!!!! So close and yet so far!
                        Oh well, it
                        made for an exciting day and a fun evening! It only cost
                        the money
                        for the tickets each and some gas for Adam’s truck to
                        make the trip
                        to Hagersville! The chances were much better than in
                        most draws but
                        for most draws we don’t have to drive 65kms to get a
                        ticket! LOL! 
                    It
was
                        a fun day but my poor old knees were aching by the time
                        the day
                        was over! I think I’ll stick to my weekly draws from now
                        on and I
                        only have to walk up the street to the plaza to buy
                        them! LOL! Before
                        leaving for home we went into the Foodland grocery store
                        where I had
                        talked to the woman about the line ups and I purchased
                        my weekly
                        Lotto 6/49 and Lotto Max tickets! Maybe they’ll bring me
                        more luck
                        from Hagersville this week! Fingers crossed! 
                    I
                        hope you all enjoyed my adventure for this week! 
                    That’s
it
                        for now and I’ll look forward to talking to you all
                        again next
                        time in The Ontarion Report! 
                    Bye
for
                        now…..stay safe and keep well! 
                     
                     
                    Greg. 
                    
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