All Good Things Come to an End

After five days of bright sunshine it is a little depressing to arrive back in cloudy, grey PG.

The first thing we did was find somewhere to change into warmer clothes then, pushing a cart around the grocery store, we wracked our brains trying to remember what food we needed. I wanted to relax when we got home, not turn around and run back out for groceries, although it seems I will have to do that anyway since I forgot the flour. After packing them into the car we went to CIMOS, which for some reason wasn’t crowded. We got a table for two by the window.

Now I’m home everywhere I look is a potential job to be done. I long to be back on holiday, browsing the bookstore cooling off in a lake, lying in the shade reading, walking or trying to run along the Kettle Valley railway trail.

We walked along the Kettle Valley railway trail, KVR to Poplar Grove winery for cheese. They make several tasty cheeses in their creamery. They also have awesome wine but they do not have the right license so you can't have lunch with a glass of their wine on their terrace. There are several wineries who let you do this. You can bring your own lunch or you can sample one of their overpriced selections. I need to make a list of wineries who allow this for future reference.

One morning we went to the gardens at the Agricultural research station outside Summerland. A section of the Kettle Valley Railway trail runs right past it and into Penticton. I thought it would be a nice easy run along the trail, about 11k. Robert was to meet me in town. I started off great, after about 3 killometres I felt too hot. I ended up alternating running and walking till I saw Robert sitting in the shade under an overpass. The view was spectacular. I met a few people, mostly cyclists or walkers and a couple of tourists from Europe. They were obsessed with cougars. I got the impression they wanted me to guarantee they would not be attacked while walking along the trail.

So, I added four books to my collection, 15 bottles of wine to our ever dwindling supply, lots of photos, some pleasant memories and the best tan I have had in years.

Now to plan for our next holiday.