Meanderings of a Mermaid

Undergoing a large renovation is not for the shy. My whirpool was installed in the basement when there weren't any walls roughed in. IT passed inspection a day or two later. It sat there taunting me. Coaxing me. The builder has a key to my house; soundlessly letting himself in and out as his moonlighting schedule allows. The electrician pops in an out along the same lines. I just leave the door open for him when I suspect he's coming. So there goes your privacy. There goes your evening enjoyment of the whirlpool tub. Particularly when there were no walls or doors. Thankfully the plumber came in, did his job quickly and was away. Are they gone? Are they gone for good? Maybe he just went back to his shop to get some tools???? Maybe a run out to A&W for a burger?? So you twiddle your thumbs and dare not plunge into the pool. A neat new tracking tool has come to my attention recently. It combines the analytical skills of a GPS with the communication skills of a sat phone that ...

So I've gone and done it. I wrote the exam, passed, and now have my Boat Operator's License. Pretty soon in Canada it will be the law for everyone to have this. So I am glad to have this behind me now. This photo is from a very fun ride in a jet boat I did with a special friend in New Zealand. It was certainly the most exhilarating part of my trip to that lovely land. What an extremely scenic tour it was as well as a wild ride. The excursion was through the Southern Alps, and as the name suggests, rugged mountain peaks arched over us. Spectacular turquoise waters carried us. See the photo from my first or second post for some of the scenery. Not that I'll be spinning 360s in my little fishing boat at camp, but I will be zipping along knowing that I am a little bit safer and smarter on the waters now. And who know? Maybe my destiny in my retirement is to become a jet boat driver in the Southern Alps. There are worse things.