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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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    Eliguk Journal – April 24, 2020.

    The calls rang out over the top of the cabin, as they flew over crying out their distinctive song. It was a cry to be heard over all the other birds chirping at my window. "The Loons!!", I yelled...as I flung the covers off, jumped out of bed and ran outside barefoot on the deck. The dogs were just as excited, belting their way out the door past me, launching themselves off the top step bouncing to the ground to see what I was so animated about! Around the corner to the end of the lake they went - where the creek flows into Eliguk, and water is open for…

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    Eliguk Journal – April 21, 2020.

    Friends flew over a few days ago and snapped a photo - thanks Elvira! It's always nice to see aerial shots of where you are. I've been busy in the greenhouse and running back and forth to my patient who spent the last 4 days giving birth to quadruplets. Yes, that's right...4 kidney stones! With the pain that Mountain Man was in and the way the stone(s) seemed to be stuck, had us a little worried that it was too large to come out on it's own. But after days of herbs, lemon & olive oil a few times a day...4 stones. Jagged, small calcified stones, even though they (may…

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    Eliguk Journal – April 18, 2020.

    Merritt landed on the lake before the heat of the day came. The ice had just an inch of slush on it and firm enough to hold a plane on ski's up. There's still a few feet of ice, but the top has been melting...creating up to half a foot of slush with the warm days, then freezes back up at night. No plane can land on wheels or ski's when there's too much soft slush. The local corner store in Anahim had a few things that Merritt was able to pick up for us - including our mail. Milk, 2 half heads of romaine, bell peppers, sour cream, cucumbers,…

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    Eliguk Journal – April 15, 2020.

    The warm days of double digit Celsius warmth are taking down the snow pack. It’s almost impossible to get around the resort with the snow machine as there’s so many open soggy mud patches. The ground is so saturated with water, that if you step off the small slushy patches of snow – you can loose your boot in one. It’s the only time of year I regret having mostly white dogs that like to frequently go in and out of the cabin. Merritt called a few days ago to see if we needed anything, and if he could pick up our mail and deliver it. You remember Merritt, from…

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