Nunavut. I missed it.
And it’s one of the nutty things that I really enjoy knowing about. Granted this was the year of my finals. But that’s not why. And how the heck did I live the last eleven years without ever encountering the fact that Canada grew and shrank on 1/4/99.
Seen as blogger is not about to produce the essay that went with the photos in my last post.
For some reason or another that I will not plumb, women do not like getting a lift when their clothes will be covered by hair shed by Jess. My natural reaction on this is to allow them to walk. However, in general I accepted that I should have a better view and with this in mind I bought one of those grill thingamajigs. This keeps her safe in a hard braking situation as her usual position in the passenger seat with her nose out the crack in the window was not good.
Anyhow, since I bought the thing, I set it up an hour or two before I go. And when the dog sees it carried to the car she starts jumping and heicing about. If she could do somersaults and shout ‘yes yes yes road trip road trip’. But once it’s in she will only leave the car to see if I’m ready yet.
That mountain area, I’ve come down one side and up the other more times than I can count. I think geographically speaking it’s a hanging valley.