.oi!

I was just sad to discover that my last week's blog post didn't make it onto the interweb...something must have screwed up. That means that a lot has happened that y'all haven't heard of, so sighs to that.
I just started the new contract in Houston, BC. I swear, every time I look up from planting I have a postcard shot to distract me. There are mountains everywhere. There are also bears everywhere, I'm averaging about three bear sightings per day. In fact, the logging camp I'm staying in had a major break-in by three large black bears. They destroyed the kitchen. But I'm not too worried, thats what happens when you're somewhere so remote. It's a two hour drive away from town on the bush road, and then you need to take a private barge across the lake to reach another road that takes you to the logging camp. The camp is basically a miniature city within a gravel pit, made of square low trailers, a portable gas station, and a rec room with a pool table, darts, foozeball and satellite TV. I've been appreciating the pool table.
Even better than all this (and I'm happy as a clam) is the fact that I'm finally making good money. I am planting in the thousands now, and it feels right. I can run around my land with ease. Unfortunately, this has taken a toll on my beloved boots, which are now more like sandals with spikes on the bottom. The past three days of work I've had my socks ripped open by slash...because of the holes in my boots which reveal my entire foot. Oh well, at least I can get the hardcore award.