Friday, September 25, 2020

Living Virally: It’s Baaaaack

 Episode: 8

 Thirty plus weeks in and are things getting better?

 Define “better”. 

Indicating that somebody, something, or an action is superior in some way to something or somebody else or is an improvement upon a situation.

 Define “worse”.

More unpleasant, difficult or severe than before or than something else that is also bad.


Based on the above chart and definitions “better” has left the room. According to the latest statistics we have entered the scary realm of worse. Now worse is a relative term, with values set by the speaker based on present and past situations. Each speaker sets his own values based on his personal convictions.  


Example: For me, if Donald Trump were to be elected for a second term that would be the worst result but for some mouth breathing MAGA hat wearer, that would be way betterer. (his word not mine)

 

Speaking of the Donald. he has reset the bar for “better and worse” several times since the virus started. In February, he stated that at worse, 10,000 people might die from COVID19, in May at worse, 50,000 to 60,000 would die and today he stated that thanks to his superb handling of the virus things could not be better with only 200,000 dead Americans.   

 


As of this episode; in BC, Canada and the USA, viral infections have seen a dramatic increase. Leading the charge with most infections are the 18 - 34 year olds while the 50+ age group continues to lead in deaths. Go seniors!

 


Despite these tribulations, we continue to live our almost normal lives along with a few spicy bits. One spicy bit saw us finishing our goal of exploring Myra Canyon and its trestles along with another overnight at Chute Lake Lodge. A 70 kilometre out and back from Chute Lake. 

 





Leaving Chute Lake, we experienced a little deja vu from our previous trip with a 25 minute, torrential downpour that left us a little soggy.

 





But the clouds broke up and we were rewarded with some solar drying along with great views of Kelowna and Okanagan Lake.

 




Myra Canyon was as we remembered, despite 14 of the trestles having been replaced because of a forest fire that happened after our previous trips. They have been rebuilt with remarkable accuracy.


Along the way we ran into a few friends. Meet Chip or maybe Dale, two frisky chipmunks that would not leave us alone while we tried to have lunch. They zipped around so fast that at first we thought there was only one of them. They ran circles around us gazing longingly at our lunch fare. 



We have a rule that we don’t feed wild animals but broke it for these two little guys. They earned it.


Not sure if this is Chip or Dale enjoying some fresh Okanagan apple.  



 

Nonie ran into another friend as she rode over his tail while he peacefully sunned himself on the trail. We left him quickly behind, a little pissed and with Nonie a little shook up as she is deathly afraid of snakes. An unexpected end to which up to then, had been a wonderful adventure. We finished with a quiet snake free evening at Chute Lake Lodge then back to viral reality the next day.

 


This last week was spent in Victoria catching up on a few chores with our Island family. Pruning, weeding and minor repairs kept us busy. I did manage to get in a round of golf on our last day. We left the Island with stiff and sore muscles with a stop in Abbottsford for a short visit with family.  While in Victoria, we stayed in a hotel and for the most part maintained the proscribed social distance from all family and people we met on the way.  

It is becoming quickly apparent that our viral life style is going to continue for the foreseeable future causing a major rethink to our travel plans for the next year. Canada beckons perhaps. 

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