Saturday, September 22, 2007

Barrhead Rodeo

The bonecrunching Barrhead Rodeo came to town last weekend. Amanda, Myra, Jack and George indulged in two sessions on Saturday. Will managed one.
The Agrena Ice Rink was used. Each year they put a layer of wood chips a layer of soil and a layer of sand over the ice so that the Cowboys can luxuriate for a moment before being rained upon by massive blows from the nearest deranged bull. One lucky man was gored several metres into the air before landing on the pillow-like softness. He got up again... with a bit of help from several of his mates and even managed to move again - at least I'm pretty sure I saw him twitch at least once.

These people exhibit incedible skill and bravery. Half of them have no fear. The other half are completely mad. As the weekend wore on, there was a considerable growth in the proportion of grimacing people around town who were sporting painful limps, plaster casts and broken faces. It hurt just to look at them.


Dennis the Rodeo Clown is (as we were reliably informed by our children) a very funny man. His repetoire included endless mother-in-law jokes. Also managed to squeeze in a silly dance routine and a whole lot of falling over. Sheer brilliance.

When Jack grows up he'd quite like to be a Rodeo Clown.

Bronco - easy when you know how.

Calf Roping. Rope the fast-moving calf. Leap off your steed. Wrestle calf to the ground and tie its legs in a fancy knot. Truckers hitch? And see if you can do it inside 4 seconds.

These two men Cowboys Roworth and Dayton from Czar, Alberta (that's just around the corner from both Gilt Edge and Oxville and just up the road from Primate - you know, near Hardisty - I just looked it up) now hold the Canadian Team-Roping record. There's not much else you can do in 2.7 seconds.

Howdy.

Myra and Hewitts.


Myra and her old mate Australian Rodeo Cowboy Ben Walsh. Walshy to his mates. Walshy did us proud. And signed our hat.


Amanda and Myra's concentration seemed to stray from the main event - judging by the number of photos of Cowboy's belt buckles and Cowboy boots that are now on our camera. I am assured that they were very discreet and only received threats of violence from two of the Cowboy's girlfriends.

Supper at Mrs. V's

After giving Lambert his lesson we sped over to Mrs V's for supper. Once again the meal was superb and it was great to catch up with Mrs V and family again. Unfortunately we're all seeing less of Rita at school now that she's working with the Grade 1's.

We were a bit (ahem) late on account of taking Lambert a little further from home than originally intended. Still, he needed the workout.

The Van Roodselaars at home.


Rita's new puppy received a huge amount of attention.

Wednesday, September 19, 2007

Tubing at Thunder Lake


The Strands very kindly invited us out for a day of tubing at Thunder Lake 15 minutes west of Barrhead. Perfect late summer's day. Relaxing and enjoyable day.



George with The Fearless Strand Sisters.



Jack & Elyse.

Toasted marshmallows.

Calm.

John and boat.
Nice boat.
Fine bloke.

End of day. Such days are never long enough.

Tuesday, September 18, 2007

Back In Barrhead

Boys had missed the neighborhood play in Barrhead. Had some catching up to do.

Biking.


Autumn begins. Sileage being cut behind the Michaud's.

Canada Geese heading south. Large numbers have been stopping overnight in the paddock behind us. Much honking.

Saturday, September 15, 2007

Europe... fading memories

Now that life has returned to 'normal' we have found it hard to even contemplate spending time on the blog revisiting our holiday. Not sure how to do justice to our trip to Europe, the places we've been and the friends we've been reunited with. It's been three weeks since we've even tried.
Spain needs attention, and France... and England.

Amanda and Simon in Bidart.

Nadia and Bob.

Uncle Simon with George & Jack.

San Sebastian. Northern Spain.

Cousins near Bidart, France.

35 degrees in the shade. Alicante, Costa Blanca, Spain.


Santa Barbara Castle, Alicante.


Wedding anniversary. Piercebridge, County Durham.

Piercebridge. Photo by Jack.

The Colonel - who on this occasion is flat on his back on account of the fact I am yet to work out how to rotate a photo on the blog using a Mac. Connections with the Colonel go back to 1984. Still believes I could bat a bit. Liver needs a rest (HIS, mine's fine). Great to see him.

Amanda and Julie. Last night in Darlington with Geoff & Julie. Between moments of hilarity, a sombre time. Long distance friendships are wonderful. Farewell's are tough. Thanks Geoff, Julie and Ned for your hospitality, kindness and friendship.

Prancing in the heather above Falkland, Fife.

St. (would you please mind telling your children to get off the monuments) Andrews.

Ahem.... St. Andrews again.

St. Cuthberts, Darlington. Photo by Jack.

Geoff and Betty in back yard at Seaham, County Durham.

The Druids. Near Masham, North Yorkshire.

Bridge across the Atlantic, Seil Isle, Scotland.