Sirens in Smithers from Ken Roberts on Vimeo.
Ken’s visit to Smithers’ information centre is interrupted by what sounded like an air-raid siren…
Sirens in Smithers from Ken Roberts on Vimeo.
Ken’s visit to Smithers’ information centre is interrupted by what sounded like an air-raid siren…
Behind the camera from Ken Roberts on Vimeo.
Ken bumps into Simon and Clint, putting together a video or two for Tourism British Columbia – TourismBC – and is invited to do some pieces-to-camera. Enjoy some excepts, courtesy of Gladys and Ken’s own video camera…
I’ll admit to soon terrible humour, the odd poke at the Germans. And the French. Naturalment. But surely not enough for the website to get blacklisted. But I wasn’t alone in being blocked. BBC, Flikr, YouTube and a host of other reputable sites.
To be fair, it was just the feed from my Vimeo video hosting page that was being withheld. But enough interference to make the "Great Firewall of China" look like the Maginot Line…. Oops, there we go again… French and the Germans… Still, bit of a surprise in British Columbia.
Moricetown Canyon from Ken Roberts on Vimeo.
Ken discovers the Moricetown Canyon. Pretty impressive, especially the beavers presumably responsible….
In the background Rick Ashley on the radio. His overwhelming success as an 80’s recording artist rarely given the recognition it deserves. On the counter various breads. German Rye. Country Grains. Farmer’s Loaf. Raisen Bread. Whole Spell. I particularly liked the sound of the latter. Whole Spell. Appealing aromas.
I’d stopped at a small bakery in New Hazelton. A suggestion from Jennifer and Ed I’d met earlier that morning at the nearby campground. Opted for a coffee and a scone. Moist raisins in a soft dough.
Bit more pricey than I’d have liked, especially for such a small town, but this was a supported employment project. Giving those in the community with disability the chance to work, to contribute to society. Something they might otherwise have struggled with.
Bridge of fears from Ken Roberts on Vimeo.
Ken returns to the bridge he’d crossed over the previous day. Horrified to discover, when he’d by chance looked down as he’d ridden over, to be able to see into the depths of the gorge below…
Troubling noises from Ken Roberts on Vimeo.
Ken is intrigued. Strange noises emanating from his left pedal. Mere irritation, or signs of a developing problem?
Would I mind if they had breakfast under the gazebo? I hesitated. Then explained I’d rather not have my tent contaminated with food odours. Not in bear country. Better to be safe than sorry, quickly adding I’d soon be taking it down. I felt a bit embarrassed, for it wasn’t my gazebo after all and could quite appreciate the desire to be under cover. I’d merely commandeered the place for the night, albeit with permission from the campground’s manager.
Jennifer seemed to appreciate my dilemma, quickly adding they wouldn’t actually be cooking anything. Rather, they just wanted to enjoy breakfast in the dry. I felt relieved. The initial awkwardness over, she and partner Ed invited me to share some fresh bread with them. Local bakery, some sort of co-operative that gave employment to those who’d otherwise struggle to find it.
They were from Seattle, making a short foray into British Columbia. Camping mostly. Jennifer had forged a career in the voluntary sector, working for various Non-Governmental Organisations. Of late helping them develop a social media presence. I gave her one of my cards, curious to know what she’d make of my own efforts.