Finding the Pot of Gold at the End of the Rainbow!
Trip Start Aug 09, 2008
47Trip End Oct 08, 2008
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My eldest daughter's name is Katrine. When she was born we thought we had invented a name. We liked Katrina but it didn't sound right in French so we dropped the A and added an E. Now I find out that it's actually a Scottish name. It's not a very popular name, though the people I asked did say that some people have that name. I don't think there's anyone in Canada with that name. What I found out about the name is that it's from the Gaelic word, "cateran" (or something like that), but I do remember that it means Highland Robber. Who knew?
So Kat, you no longer have a unique name, though it is still quite rare
Today I rode around the Loch Lomond National Park. I literally rode "around" the park. I did go into the park at one point to get to Loch Katrine, but then took the road that went around the park. It was an awe inspiring ride. I got wet. I was cold. I was shivering. Then the sun would come out and I would dry out. When I rode along the shore of Loch Lomond the clouds burst open. I couldn't see a thing. I was smiling the whole time.
Life doesn't get any better than this. Or does it?
I drove by the Sterling Castle and Wallace Tower. There was no time to stop, except to take pictures. My ride was over 250 kms and took all day, which included a long stopover at Loch Katrine.
The B&B I'm at is simply amazing. It's a 150 year old house that is extremely beautifully decorated by the owners Jane and Adrian. Last night there were also 2 couples from South Africa (I think they were both from South Africa) staying here. We chatted at length at the breakfast table, especially after I told them about what I do (am doing) and one of the gentlemen said I sounded like Robert Pirsig who wrote Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance
On the last part of my drive back to the B&B I noticed this rainbow. I was riding right down the middle of it. I could see both ends. Then I noticed that I could see one end of it touching the ground. I don't remember ever seeing a rainbow where it touched the ground. The end of the rainbow lit up this grove of trees. The trees were just shining. Then a few minutes later I saw the end of the rainbow again. This time it lit up this golden field of wheat.
Yes! I did find the Pot (or field, if you want to split hairs with semantics) of Gold at the End of the Rainbow!
As usual, there's a lot more "underlying form" in what I'm stating then the obvious. What an amazing book I'm going to be writing.
Think It! Feel It! Live It!