Sweet Mary Mother of Jesus...

It's been a long time since I posted anything... I know, I probably deserve a kick in the pants for not posting in nearly two months, but I really didn't think I had anything news worthy. Anywho here goes. So I just got home from the Young Life National Coference (a.k.a. May Long) at Rock Ridge Canyon, the new YL camp near Princeton BC. It was a pretty good time to be had by all, except for me on the way home, but more on that later. First of all, this weekend made me more aware of where and what Young Life is in Canada, who the top dogs are, and really just what the dealio is. There was summat like three hundred people there, seemed small in the gigantor dinning hall at the camp. Saw some old friends, Liefy J, Liz-Bec, and met some new ones, like NFP, and Nathan my Zip partner. We went on North America's second longest zip line together, I spun backwards, that sucked. But none the less it was awesome, we ran and jumped off the top platform, weeeeeeee! There were some pretty good seminars too, learned some really good tid-bits about working with campaigners and club and what have you.

So, since the weather had been pretty nice lately, and I had recently gotten my ride back on the road, i decided it would be nice to take a road trip on two wheels to Princeton. THe ride there wasn't bad, other than I was a bit cold from sweating at the begining of the trip (traffic getting out of Kelowna was some of the worst I've seen) then the wind on the connector got to my wet underclothes and chilled me slightly. Now that's buddah compared to the ride back. It started pouring this morning before everyone left, wet bike, suck much. Then I had a feeling getting 'er started would be oh so much fun because it doesn't start so good in the cold, and true to form, it didn't. My battery also is mostly garbage so It doesn't hold a very deep charge. I ended up having to pop the clutch rolling it down a hill, and after a dozen or so tries it finally sprang to life for me. There in lies the beginning of my hearalding journey homeward, because after I turned onto the connector from Hwy 5, it was rain almost the whole way to Kelowna. Wet, cold, shivering so that I had to squeeze the gas tank with my legs to keep still. Then I would lean down and put my hands on the engine to warm them up, a rather smart idea I think, and it worked. Mother nature three, Kyle one. The weather finally cleared up just before the the end of the connector, and it got significantly warmer too. All in all, my shoulders hurt, and I was really really cold. But I guess I'm not much worse for wear. So, there you have it folks, My first real post of the quarter. Well, I'm off to take my eyes out, because they are starting to get bothersome. Peace.