The Daily EO: June 24th, 2013

For some reason the city of Vancouver decided to shut down Powell from today until summer 2014. The signs state “find an alternative route”. I ranted like a fool to Emile when they first put the signs up, claiming the start of a letter writing campaign and predicting the uprising of the people. But unlike HST, nobody seemed too concerned with the new traffic direction we were having to take.

I hate driving down Hastings as it bunch of pedestrian controlled green lights. It takes forever and my commute just got worse. Sigh.

June 24th, 2013, Extra-ordinary: Turns out that traffic is pretty quiet anywhere out of the city at 7 am.

The Daily EO: May 24th

There is a time each year when you roll your car windows down for the first time.  When warmed air can finally compensate from your self-made wind.  Mine came on Friday, driving home from work about 5:30.  The sun is lower in the sky at that point, and the sunlight glanced off my window and window scratches.

As I neared Commercial and Powell, I longed for the freedom felt when my hair whips around my face, and I turn my stereo down lest someone hears my woefully out of date iPod.

I crossed under the overpass into a flock of migrating dandelion seeds lazily floating to the next unsuspecting lawn.  But churned and danced through my car and reflected the light.

May 24th, 2013 Extra-Ordinary:  I don’t care what you say, Summer is upon us.

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)

The Daily EO: October 1st, 2012

Sometimes I drive erratically.  I make quick right turns, pull u-turns, move speedily into another lane, drive significantly under the speed limit, switch back and forth between lanes, hammer on the brakes, and occasionally use my hand-held device.  I do hope ICBC is not reading this, but these things are true.

October 1st, 2012 Extra-ordinary:  I wish I could have my Ontario plates back so people know I am learning, not a yahoo.  I’m trying people – this place is hard to get around in even if I have a map on my phone.

The Daily EO: September 26th, 2012

When I first moved to Hamilton, Ontario, I sat at light ready to turn left.  It turned green bt then started to blink.  I sat and waited while the cars behind me started to honk.  I sat in the middle of the intersection uncertain how to proceed.  The cars on the other side were not going, yet there was no advance green.  After careful checking, I finally proceeded through the intersection much to the relief of the drivers behind me.

After consulting with local Ontarians, I found out that a blinking green light in Ontario was actually an advanced green – normally signified by an arrow or separate bank of lights in BC (where I grew up).  It took me quite some time to get to used to this in Ontario – though I find that many lighted intersections use arrows to indicate advance lefts now.

In BC, a blinking green light means a pedestrian controlled intersection.  So, normally the light stays green until a pedestrian comes along and presses the button to cross the street.

September 26th, 2012 Extra-Ordinary:  Trying to break myself of the learned habit of advanced lefts on blinking green lights.

The Daily EO: September 14th, 2012

Greetings from Coquitlam, BC and the Lydell Family Residence!

Hours on the Road: 10 hours
Kms Travelled: 846

I found myself alone in my mom’s house as everyone left for work.  It was 7:30 am.  It was weird having nobody to wave goodbye from the front porch or at the airport gate.  But I pulled out and heading on the “Crow Highway” or Highway 3 “Shortest Route to the Coast”.

I love the drive from Cranbrook to Vancouver, it is filled with amazing mountain passes with cities dotted along about every 1 hour.  There are multiple passing lanes so when you are going down an 8% grade behind a large truck, you can pull around and make a more speedy descent.

I haven’t driven this drive alone for more than 15 years and I enjoyed the solitude.  Alone with my thoughts I wondered “Have we made the right decision?”, but mostly I just sang along to my iPod.

As I passed through Creston, I considered purchasing fresh fruit, but decided I would bring it from Osoyoos instead.  I love the romance of roadside fruit stands.  I imagine family orchards three generations deep with luscious peaches and crisp apples in their blood lines.  I am sure it is much more corporate today, but I love to stop.

I stopped for gas and lemon Perrier frequently – the latter causing my bathroom breaks being a little more often than a tank of gas.

In Osoyoos I stopped and purchased a large basket of nectarines and large McIntosh Apples.  I cannot return to BC without enjoying a case of BC Macs.  I love them – it tastes of crisp weather, Hallowe’en, and raking leaves.

I drove without incident until about 15 kms out from my destination and then entered the construction on Highway 1 and the Port Mann bridge.  It slowed my progress tremendously, but I was still able to roll into town just in time for dinner.

September 14th, 2012 Exta-Ordinary:  I’m here.

The Daily EO: September 13th, 2012

I felt ambivalent about the drive to Vancouver the next day.  It’s long, but not really that long.  Long enough to listen to about 3 hours of music, 1 1/2 hours singing along to Ragtime – my favorite musical – and 3 vinyl café episodes.  But not so long that you need to start out at the break of dawn or drive into the night.  I had been somewhat anticipating the drive all week.  Emile left ahead of me, and I am anxious for things to get started.   But at the same time, I like Cranbrook and hanging out at home.

Home is stable.  It doesn’t require me to learn the streets, or figure out who my dentist will be.  I know where to get things, I know where to park if I want to head to the bank.  It’s easy because I lived it.  Vancouver not so much.

I put off packing much to my mother’s consternation.  She asked me several times if I needed help.  I think she didn’t like see things left undone when they could be . . . well.. .  done.

September 13, 2012 Extra-Ordinary:  Cranbrook isn’t home anymore.