The Sunday Schnauzer – Dog Math

I’ve been working for a while now at the Come Command with Bowser. (With Schnauzers, it DO take a while. They are stubborn creatures. IYKYK!). He is pretty good at responding (and quickly) now that he knows there are treats involved. Usually.

Bowser, come! Running hell bent for leather, anticipating a reward.
Now that I’ve got your full attention… Pardon the dirty fingers. I did a spontaneous trash pick up on this walk. I usually plan these things better, and pack gloves to wear.
Nom nom.
Bowser’s Dog Math: only 1 treat instead of 2 = no treat given; treats fall to ground and not eaten out of hand = no treat given; one treat falls to ground and one eaten out of hand = no treat given. If you think your dog can’t do math, try showing him 4 treats and only give him 3.
Camera focused on proper “person” now! Get a load of that steely gaze. What focus! What concentration!
This walk’s trash haul. I can only pick up the small items and I only stopped gathering because the bag is full. Sad.
I also found a cell phone on this walk. Thanks to the power of social media, it was quickly reunited with its rightful owner.
The morning’s exciting (snacks!!!) walk over; time for a snuggle and a nap. When are you joining me on the couch, Oma?

We hope you are having an exciting weekend, with lots of snacks.

Rock on,

The WB

A Glutton For Punishment – Kayak Skills Course Level 1

Longtime readers may remember that I took a Basic Kayak Skills course almost a year ago. You can read about that, here. Even though I gained much in knowledge and confidence from that course I knew there was still much more I needed to learn, and further training was definitely going to be on the agenda.

After all, my aim as I am aging and adventuring is to “Be an inspiration, not a cautionary tale!” 😉 🤣

To that end it was a no-brainer to go back to Caroline Ross and her company CrossCurrents Kayak to grow my sea kayaking knowledge and skills.

Caroline Ross, owner of CrossCurrents Kayak – ready to school us in trip planning via a marine chart. Photo taken at Brickyard Beach Community Park in Nanoose.

After Basic, the next rung on the Paddle Canada ladder for skills certification is Sea Kayak Skills – Level 1. In this weekend-long course I practiced all the rescue skills and strokes learned in the first course plus I learned the basics on how to read a marine chart and navigation, where to find weather and tide information and what it means to paddlers, and even more rescue techniques and strokes (including the all-important self-rescue).

All photos from this point forward were taken by Caroline and generously shared to our group.

First day of practice and I am heading to my boat – At Westwood Lake in Nanaimo.
Our group rafting up, including someone you may know on the far left – Jude of the North aka Dr. Sock Writes Here. As you can see, the weather was not ideal (or was it, since we were going to be wet anyways? 🤔). Rain, rain and more rain. Look at how comfortable Greg and Kirsten look in their matching drysuits…hmmmm.
Practicing edging my boat.
Practicing pivot turns.
First of many planned capsizes of the day, while Jude looks on.
Practicing a self-rescue using a paddle float.
Beginning a heel hook re-entry. Thankfully Caroline stopped snapping at this point, leaving the graceless heaving of my carcass back onto my boat to your imagination 😉.

By close to the end of that day, I was a shivering, teeth-chattering mess. And I was starting to think that a dry-suit might not be that fucking damn prohibitively expensive after all.

Second day – Brickyard Beach, Nanoose Bay

Marine chart on deck for navigation, I am heading to Southey Island with our group, for a lunch stop. If I remind you of the Michelin Man, it is because I am wearing a merino t-shirt under a Farmer Jane wetsuit, topped with long-sleeve merino base layer and followed by a full wetsuit topped with a paddling jacket. I did not want a repeat of the previous day’s shivering!
Practicing a contact tow rescue maneuver with Jude.
Going in to rescue Greg.
Securing mine and Greg’s paddle before he practices using a “stirrup” to get back in his boat.
Securing Greg’s boat with my body while he works with stirrup (the yellow band) set up.

As you might have noticed, the weather was much more favourable on Day 2. Even though we were in the colder ocean, I stayed warmer due to all my layers and the rise in ambient temperature.

Once again, I gained a tremendous amount of knowledge and confidence in such a short period of time. I also learned that I’m going to stop at Level 1 Certification. Level 2 involves building skills for activities that I don’t anticipate ever doing – such as choosing to kayak in rougher waters than I’d ever be comfortable in. Level 1 was plenty hard enough on my body and I have the bruises to prove it!

Thanks to this course, on my shopping list as if I didn’t already own enough gear is:

  • a C-Tug kayak cart
  • a paddling stirrup
  • a few more dry bags
  • and, of course – a drysuit!

I can’t recommend Caroline and CrossCurrents Kayak enough. You can find her not only on her website, but also on Facebook and Instagram.

Rock on,

The WB

What’s On Your Plate Blog Challenge – Mad About Rhubarb Edition

True confession time: the last time I can recall eating stewed rhubarb was the night before I gave birth to my son. I was 2 days over my due date, it was August in Ontario, Canada (if you know, you know), and I was completely over being a whale a walking refrigerator a weeble pregnant. I thought the rhubarb might get something started, and…my son was born at 930am the next morning. So all hail the power of rhubarb! Actually, my daughter was also born exactly 2 days past my expected date too, and no rhubarb was involved. But let’s give kudos and credit to the all-knowing, all-powerful rhubarb!

Anyhoodle! Flash forward to the present day (almost 39 years later), and I finally have gotten around to stewing my own rhubarb from my own garden again. I can’t explain the long break other than to say I had somehow convinced myself that I didn’t like rhubarb and since I had no pregnancy to push (pardon the pun 😉) to conclusion, there was no need to eat any! Gentle reader, how wrong I was…

This spring I rediscovered this amazing plant (conveniently growing in my backyard) and have been on a bit of a rhubarb tear, ever since.

The first of many batches of stewed rhubarb, from my garden.
Stewed rhubarb in my morning oatmeal and cottage cheese.
Stewed rhubarb over custard.
Stewed rhubarb stirred into Greek yogurt.

I have also discovered the wonder that is a rhubarb crisp.

Rhubarb crisp, put in the oven.
Rhubarb crisp with ice cream. My family helped me empty the dish, in case you were wondering 😉.

Rhubarb is such a tough and amazing plant – you’ll know just how tough it is if you ever try to remove it from your yard, like my son-in-law is trying with his rhubarb patch It’s not that he doesn’t like rhubarb – he just wants to put something else in that prime growing location. Good luck with that, SIL!

How do you feel about the wonderful spring tonic that is rhubarb? How do you use it, if you do?

Please tell all in the Comments! This month my lovely co-host Donna has gone walkies so you just get me and no link party either, as that is her area of expertise. Sorry, eh! 🇨🇦

Rock on,

The WB

The Sunday Schnauzer – Doggy Masseuse

Have I mentioned before that Bowser likes to be petted as he drifts off to sleep? Well, he also enjoys a luxurious massage as he wakes back up. I did not see doggy masseuse on my retirement bingo card, but here we are.

Not quite ready to open those eyes.
Yep, that’s the spot!
That’s another good spot, Oma.
Don’t stop!
I said: DON’T STOP.

We hope you take the time to enjoy life’s little luxuries this weekend.

Rock on,

The WB

The Sunday Schnauzer – May Blooming on the Trail

Our walks this month usually start like this:

Getting pointed looks from an impatient Bowser, as seen through my kitchen window.

Many things in bloom this month on the trail (just as lovely as the wisteria in the garden!).

Native trailing blackberry
Honeysuckle
Western Starflower
Thimbleberry
Pacific Dogwood
Nootka Rose (with Bowsie coming in hot for a treat, in the background!)
Alright, alright! You are on the trail and blooming too, Bowser!
Lupins are just getting started on their bloom time.

No matter how the walk starts or what we see on the trail, it ends pretty much the same way:

End of every walk

We hope you enjoy some nature walks this weekend!

Rock on,

The WB

The Sunday Schnauzer – A West Coast Mother’s Day

Last Sunday was Mother’s Day in this part of the world, and the family and house guests headed out to Jack Point for the afternoon. Bowser’s daddy and his bestie had gone out early in the morning to set some crab traps in the deeper water. They were hunting Dungeness crabs.

Now the tide was out and it was time to retrieve the traps and hopefully find some male crabs inside that were big enough to keep.

They put the boats in the water in the estuary, and are making their way to the open ocean to retrieve the traps.

Meanwhile, the women (and Bowser) made our way up the trail to find a picnic spot.

Spot found, and Bowser-approved. You may notice Bowser is sporting a new “do” – trimmed quite short for the summer weather to come.
Bowser sees something in the blue camas.
In the Coast Salish calendar, May is known as the Moon of the Blue Camas. Blue Camas bulbs are a traditional food of the first peoples of this area.
Bowser and I kept watch for the guys to return with the traps.
Bowser had lots of fun exploring the area.
Luck! Quite a few legal-sized crabs were in the traps so a fire was built on the beach and the crabs met their end in boiling water. Here are some of the cooked crabs.
Someone thought crab is delicious, and kept trying to snatch mine out of my hands as I was getting it out of the shell. Here’s Bowser’s daddy giving Bowsie his share.
A tummy full of crab makes one sleepy.
After a fabulous lunch of crab, crackers and fresh veggies, the day clouded over and the wind picked up. So we packed up, and headed back home. But not before taking a mother/daughter shot in front of a sign that seemed written directly about ye olde blogge’s main attraction…LOL!

We hope you had a fabulous weekend and Mother’s Day as well.

Rock on,

The WB

P.S. the next day Bowser treated me to an afternoon of very stinky and silent crab farts 💨 😫. Oh well, I still love his smelly ole butt!