Writer Gatherer Picture Taker

March 24/10 - I'm immersed in Project Gather and Organize. If all goes well I'll soon have all of my files, photos, genealogy research and miscellaneous back-ratted junk condensed from three computers to one. It's a larger task than I imagined when I embarked on this journey. And to make life a little more interesting, I'm scanning all of my photo albums and scrapbooks. In the spirit of in for a penny, in for a pound, I'm labelling to enable cross-referencing by person, place, or thing. Sigh.

Project GO started out as a nice little walk down memory lane but I'm beginning to view my scanner with fear and loathing. I'm sure it will all be worth it in the end. With wildfire season lurking on the horizon I'll find some peace of mind in knowing that I can grab a couple of jump drives and keep my memories safely tucked away in my pocket.

May 7/10 - Wow, time flies when you're having fun. Yay, I finished scanning my albums. That's the good news. The bad news is that some anal retentive demon has possessed me and I'm re-organizing and co-ordinating all of my albums and genealogy files... I'll spare you the gory details.

Just wanted to check in, I haven't written a word on my blog break, but all is well. Miss you guys!

All you Moms out there enjoy your day Sunday! I'm heading out tonight to visit the ranch we used to live on, do a little rock hounding, and soak up the sights.

The light green patch to the left is where our old house is, this shot is taken from across the muddy mighty Fraser River. It takes about and hour and half to get there from this point.

The town of Lillooet - getting closer, a quick drive through town and then we'll start the climb up the switchbacks and backtrack along the river to reach the ranch.

The Pub in Lilloett. As far as I know it's still within the boundries of the law to drink and ride... Not that I personally have of course.

Confluence of the Bridge and Fraser Rivers. Taken from the single lane bridge.

The cut on the left side hill is part of the 45km final stretch of the narrow, winding, dirt road to the ranch. It's a bit of an adventure in the winter when it's a sheet of ice.. Did I mention it was also an active logging road?

Me on a hike, rounding up miscreant yearlings out on an illicit alfalfa run.

I'm hoping to round up a few more of these beauties to grace my window sill. Have a great weekend all!

P.S. Phone your Mum.