The Daily EO: April 3rd, 2013

It’s been a whirlwind year for us and I get asked often if I am enjoying Vancouver and we are.  But it is a different as you can get.  I miss the snugged in feeling you get on a cold winter’s night and the need to suck up as much summer as possible in July and August lest you miss it.  I love the ability to go out and rarely worry about road conditions and feel the sun on your face frequently.

This April:

April 2013, Vancouver:  No jacket, sunglasses, winter tires off
April 2013, Vancouver: No jacket, sunglasses, winter tires off

Last April:

April 2013, Huntsville:  Fresh Snowfall, Winter Tired Fortunately Still on, Hot Tub-ing makes sense to me
April 2012, Huntsville: Fresh Snowfall, Winter Tires Fortunately Still on, Hot Tub-ing makes sense to me

April 3rd, 2013 Extra-Ordinary:  I’ve had the best of both worlds.

The Daily EO: April 1st, 2013

It’s April – and I remember the old adage of “April Showers brings May Flowers”, but April 1st was beautiful.  So beautiful and inspiring that more people were out on their bicycles.  I don’t own a bicycle for many reasons that mostly sound like excuses, but I respect that I have to – and should have to – share the road with them.

But I have a problem – bicyclists tend to be of split personalities.  If it suits them at the time to be a pedestrian, they use crosswalks and sidewalks.  If it suits them to be a vehicle, they are in the bike lanes and signalling.  But worst of all, they switch back and forth making it difficult for a driver like me – who really doesn’t want to hit a bicyclist – to predict how the traffic is going to move.

You can’t use a crosswalk to the sidewalk and then make a sharp left in front of me to turn into a bike lane.  Well, you can, but you better hope that I am paying really really close attention about what you are doing.  And while that helmet may be colourful and stylish and somewhat protective, it’s going to take a pounding if I hit you.

April 1st, 2013 Extra-Ordinary:   Trying to save the earth too, one bicyclist at a time.

(sorry for the gross generalization, but it can’t be too offensive if it seems to hold true)