Mariner Motor Hotel
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- Continental Breakfast
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- High-speed internet in room
- Non-smoking rooms
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... was a fun evening. And, I think the next time they camp, they might just give Nicolston Dam a try... Oh yeah, as they were packing up on Sunday, the one fellow came over to ask for Ron's help as they couldn't seem to get the roof to come down on the trailer (we had told them that we used to do the tent trailer thing years ago) and Ron goes over, the guy climbs under the trailer, because he figure it's the cables that move the roof and Ron discovers that the kid who ...
... our first on the road visitors! My old friend John and his partner Sandy, stopped by for a visit. There were a lot of laughs and stories shared around our dinette Saturday evening. It was a lovely way to start our life on the road, and we look forward to many more evenings like that.
So much has happened in the first 3 days of our journey, we can only imagine the experiences to come, but we look forward to every one of them whatever they may be.
... drifts of snow and we had to scramble home in ice storms. My love of winter comes and goes; it is ambivalent; it is partly made of hate, partly of awe; and it survives. It runs through me, this love, and is buried inside of me deeply, enduringly, like a beautiful white bone. I will always be a stranger to warmer climates, an odd creature of the North that looks out of place in sunlight. I will always yearn for battered mountain tops and the ...
... in the blue darkness of my cramped room. It was a strange thought; how vulnerable and oblivious a human body can be when it slumbers. I don't know how, but I woke up on time for coffee and peach porridge before heading back into work for my shift. The vast Canadian sky was filled with stars and unbearably beautiful as I walked down the deserted highways. I felt sorry for all of my housemates and neighbours and friends and acquaintances who were ...
... who asks questions to learn, who exercises speech as a gateway to listening. It was a nice change of pace from the roaring chaos of my staff accommodation. Once we had drained our cups, we decided to go for a walk and drifted down to the harbour, Mark with his bike in hand. It was stunning by the waterfront; huge fingers of ice were jutting out into the far lake, sun was bouncing off the roofs of condos in bewildering flashes, the old Collingwood factory was all ...