It was 3 degrees C this morning with a fog and a heavy dew. The sun is just now cresting the nearby mountains, shining sideways through the house, and will quickly warm and clear the air. Yesterday was John’s birthday. We went to the local pub for a few beers right at sunset. It had rained all day until then and opened from the West. Over the mountains – still floating in clouds – some distant snow covered peak at Garibaldi Park or Whistler stood straight up into the warm evening sunlight. The sky turned red and then pink as the sun set below the horizon. We drank a Riccards Amber Ale.
So this morning – John and I have been checking on the World economic meltdown - which I will remind you was duly predicted. We have only been checking in by radio and an occasional call into our advisor in Dallas. I’ve actually made money while here as the Canadian dollar has dropped 20% since I got here, but gold – remains strong. So, we poured a little whiskey into our coffee and pulled out a couple of Cuban cigars to lament the end of the American Empire as we all knew it. And now – as soon as the adjustment is played out - a prolonged period of hyperinflation is forthcoming.
By afternoon we were hiking North through the rainforest to Skookumchuck Narrows – one of a few such places in the world – where a long and large fjord fills and empties through a narrow inlet at each day’s tidal transition. The passage at slack tide looks like a normal body of water – but as the tide rises or drops and the fjord fills or empties, a huge volume of water rushes in or out like of torrent, running at some 20 kilometers per hours with tall, robust rapids with the character of a river