05. May 2005

May 13, 2005 - Went Biking into a forest reservation and found myself getting deeper and deeper into the forest. I realized that I missed the supposed exit that was supposed to lead me be back to the highway an hour ago.

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May 13, 2005 - It was getting dark. I was worried there would be bears. I was told that people got killed by these animals. And since I was biking by myself, you could just imagine the fear and anxiety I put myself through.

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May 13, 2005 - Was constantly on the lookout for bears. Overall the forest reservation area was pretty much devoid of any human presence. It was beautiful being out and surrounded by trees. I tried to focus on appreciating mother nature instead of dwelling on my worse fears about getting killed by wild animals. My lack of knowledge of the Canadian wilderness brought me here. Well I am certainly learning it the hard way now.

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May 13, 2005 - I was tired from biking for more than an hour and so I decided to take a break. Smoke my cigarette. Drink my water. Appreciate my surroundings and head on back to where I started. That's about 45 minutes away on a bike. Oh boy. The darkness of the night was coming.

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May 13, 2005 - My worse fear - A bear (a cub). My immediate thought. A cub must have its mother close by. I won't stand a chance if it attacked me. I remember the cold sweat and the fear. It was necessary that I be calm and quiet enough to go undetected and be fast enough to get away. When I had my chance, I got on my bike and pushed my pedals as hard as I could. I think I scared the cub when I started biking as fast as I could to get past it because it climbed the tree so fast and made some crying noises. The cubs cry for help scared me because I wouldn't want mother bear running after me and killing me. No one would hear me scream for help in this place. I never saw the mother bear. I never looked back. I think I kept pedaling like mad for half an hour. faster and faster as the darkness was fast coming. That was a lesson I will never forget. I certainly didn't come to Canada only to be killed by a bear.

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May 18, 2006 - Spring is in the air and Summer is near. Dandelions abloom. I found these flowers growing all over the place. It was so beautiful!!! To my horror, everyone in the neighborhood including my employer started mowing it down! I asked why they were cutting such beautiful flowers and I was told that they were weeds. They certainly didn't fit my idea of what weeds are supposed to look like. It was with sadness to see them get lawn mowed.... ah.. the death of beauty. They have gone mad!

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This is where I live. I have my own basement suite where I spend most of my time in front of my computer doing all sorts of stuff like this blog. Send me a postcard or snail mail will you? my address is 8801 Highway 95A Kimberley, BC, V1A 3M6, Canada

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I took this when Luke and I headed to Calgary for his Doctor's Appointment.