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    Eliguk Journal – June 4, 2020.

    Stitching and Taping Wing Ribs Mountain Man is returning home this weekend. It’s been a long, tiring trip for him this round, things didn’t go as smoothly as he’d hoped. There was a few set-backs with the plane, welding needs to be done before he can go any further on the fuselage – and apparently the only freelance certified aircraft welder is hard to nail down and contract out to do a job. Covering his wings were a huge job, but they are finally done. Even after the fabric went on, they had to be hand stitched together, then special tape goes on all the ribs that were stitched. Everything…

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    Eliguk Journal – May 31, 2020.

    Me, Ziplining upside down over Peachland's Okanagan canyon's. Courage,...did you know there’s a scale for that? Trust me, there is a story that will follow...but first - this study is just so darn interesting! I'm sure you will be able to recall incidents or adventures at some point in your life - where you might have fit into the equation. I think most of us have it when we are young, but as we get older - we no longer take the risk that's usually associated with being brave and courageous. Unless you're my crazy spouse? Besides his daredevil ways of sky diving, racing & flying, or just his everyday…

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    Eliguk Journal – May 28, 2020.

    The lakeside mornings have been calm, but by noon we have about 35km/hr West winds. If any fishing is going to get done from the dock, you best start after breakfast. I caught 2 trout, wrapped them in tinfoil, popping them right into the wood stove, head, guts and all - no cleaning. After 20 minutes on the coals, they steam up and I take the pouch outside to cool off. After an hour or so, the fillets can be plucked off whole. I burn any remaining fish (head, bones & innards) in the wood stove without a trace of fish left around to lure any wild animals. The skin…

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    Eliguk Journal – May 24, 2020.

    One day left. One day, until I would be alone for who knows how long this time? The dogs always pick up on it too...as they watch him pack his clothes, his backpack, his Jeep. They follow him around whining, but of course I can't do that...they make him feel bad enough as it is. No, I have to be strong. Sure I hate being alone that long, but complaining about it would be fruitless. The plane needs to get finished, and he's really the one making all the sacrifices and doing the work. I think he hates being away from this place, just as much as I hate to…

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    Eliguk Journal – May 21, 2020.

    A day trip to the truck. Yes, it takes a good part of the day to drag the trailer through the mud with the Jeep - to where the truck is parked. It was still loaded with supplies, non-perishables, fuel, and 8 bags of chicken feed. With the trailer not being parked where the truck was, all the supplies wouldn't fit in the Jeep on the last trip home. Only the groceries. So we decided, since we only had a week together - why be apart? A family day trip it was...with all of us,...yes, all 3 dogs too! It was my first outing in quite a while, it also…

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    Eliguk Journal – May 17, 2020.

    Towing the dock back to the resort... Dock mornings are back! So many things have happened this week, my head is still spinning from the work we've done. Somewhere in there, the humming birds arrived as well as the Surf Scooters (Ocean Ducks) Oh, ya...and I entered a new decade, I turned 50. But first lets' re-cap the work week! Sitting still and writing in a journal was not happening (according to Mountain Man) who apparently was in his full 'lets go' mode! Standing at a bench, and working with his hands for 2 weeks kinda drove him a bit batty. As much as he enjoyed working on his plane,…

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    Eliguk Journal – May 12, 2020.

    Thursday night came, and so did some unexpected news. Mountain Man wouldn't be flying home Friday morning. His plane ride home for the weekend backed out at the last minute. But it's a good thing my man always has a back up plan. You can't always rely on other people, as everyone has their own lives and sometimes plans don't always pan out - so there's always an alternate plan. He would drive home, and take his chances with the breached river. That way he could stay home longer, and get some much needed things done around the resort. Also, it would mean I wouldn't be spending my 50th birthday…

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    Eliguk Journal – May 5, 2020.

    I'm trying to have patience, but 14 days alone now, and it's about capped off my serenity levels - sanity level is next! Yes, 2 weeks is about my limit being absolutely alone in the middle of no where. But there's still ice on the lake (insert sad emoji). The nights have been below zero and our daytime highs barely enter the double digits. It's been a colder than usual Spring. It's only because I need the lake ice to melt quickly. The tough part is knowing that he's only coming home to 'visit'. I know in the end it will mean we can get almost anywhere - together -…

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    Eliguk Journal – May 1, 2020.

    Barn Swallow (Hirundo rustica) The first day of May, and wouldn't you know it...different chirping outside the bedroom window this morning. The aerial acrobatic insectivore's have arrived! While I love everything they do for taking down our bug population. They are always insistent in building a nest right above my doorway, perch on our Moose antlers, getting them full of staining bird crap. What's even worse is that they carry mites. They were solely responsible for killing several of my chicks last year that died from mite infestation. We discovered a mite infested nest attached to the wall of the chicken coop. We should have known! The baby swallows kept…

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    Eliguk Journal – April 27, 2020.

    This little pea plant conducted quite the mornings orchestra in the greenhouse today. Arms stretched into the air... A faint rumble broke the silence on my walk down from the greenhouse. The air felt 10 degrees colder from earlier walk up here. Looking out at the horizon from my view top, the South West sky was being swallowed up by a giant rolling ominous grey cloud. It was moving incredibly fast, with a faint growl, as it swallowed up the landscape. Thunder?? That's odd!! I quickened my pace, as time seems to pass me by, not paying attention to what’s happening outside when I’m immersed in the glory of all…

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