Nothing to Regret

Bob is in Canada, packing two years of cabin living into boxes. His e-mail read, “Guess that a lot got done today, it just seems that there is so much more. But how can I complain when I have mountains wherever I look and deep forests all around.” Our good friend Richard is there too, lending a hand wherever he can. He used his quad to pull the T@B trailer from behind the cabin… he will sell it for us. Someone asked me if I regretted that (parting with the trailer) and I said “No, no regrets.” Ask me instead if I am glad we acted impetuously last September… setting off on another spur of the moment adventure? When I was writing a Travelog Update from Calgary, I had no knowledge of what lie ahead for me… that within a year a trip like this would be impossible for me. So we did what we set out to do – drove from coast to coast and back again, adding new memories and experiences to those of sailing and living in a log cabin with mountains and forests, bears and wolves. We have nothing to regret.

... PLM