|Take a ticket mozzies, there's a queue|
We are at (WHACK!) peace by Lac Le Jeune for a cuppla days, the bedroom (THWACK!) views are exquisite, the piles of food veritably (THUMP) cornucopian. We don’t know where the (OOMPH!) bastards are (BANG!) coming from but they continue un (OOMPH!) a (F&*^%&^&%G) bated (BASTARDS!) with the glorious dawn (that started at 3:30am in our south facing bedroom).
|Dawn starts at 3:30am - here is a...|
|....series of photos at different times...|
|which are directly out of our bedroom window|
|Pine beetle remnants|
|Packing, drying, leaving, sad face...|
|Portable head mozzie nets - happy face!|
How do I know all this climate and house engineering type stuff? Because Dal, the Fahrenheit-speaking husband of our host, is a retired mining engineer, his wife is a ukulele nut, and that’s how we came to be here. And so the ukulele brings us more interesting experiences each day.