tales of the homeless homeboys

interns log: blogdate...umm...i have no clue. but time is running out. it seems like so long ago that i updated since it has been a time filled with noteworthy events.

shortly after moving out to cedar we decided it as time for a much belated trip to lasqueti island. it was about an 80km ride from cedar to where we eventually camped that night, which was a nice refresher from our oteshing days. we made a stop at a wild patch of black berries by the side of the road and ate as much as we could and then filled up our tupperwares too. a stop at rathrevor beach was the perfect picnic spot, complimented with pb&h on a tarp like the nice couple that we are, then we made it to french creek to catch the last ferry of the day to lasqueti.

upon our arrival we realized that we had very little water, and nowhere to stay for the night. the only remedy to the first problem was to buy small 750ml bottles because there was no free drinkable water to be found, and the remedy to the second was found by biking around the island until we found an abandoned house with a nice view of the sunset on a bay.

the next morning we checked out the saturday market and bought some yummy things to tide us over until the fireman's fundraiser picnic in the afternoon where much yummy food was had. we met darren and lisa (from the bike generator workshop) and her sister there, then antonio smoked some unmentionables for the first time and became so incapacitated that he could not move and we had to hide and camp in the yard where the picnic was held.

the next day we just lounged around on the beach for a while then biked to squitty bay and camped there for the night all the while eating lots of pb&h augmented with some canned fishies. we just caught the 1pm ferry back to the big island but not before meeting and chatting with this cool guy named robert at the free store who had wrapped his bike frame in birch bark. it was BC day (i dunno what this day is celebrating exactly...maybe the greatness of BC?!) so everything was closed, including the sushi place we were dreaming about hitting up for the past few days. we just pigged out on black berries again instead. gotta love free roadside food.

here's antonio taking over...

So then we came back to Nanaimo with empty PB&H containers, sticky sweat-layered skin, and extremely stinky clothes. We were all ready to sit around the next day and do nothing, but we got a hold of this awesome natural builder, Adam Perry, and we repacked and another adventure was on the way.

We had to get from Nanaimo to Victoria where we would randezvous with Adam - so we left our bikes behind for the first time in a gazillion years, stuck out our thumbs, and hitch-hiked for the first time on the island. it was awesome - we never thought two homeless-looking guys would get a ride, but i guess we're just that cool! =D (The trick is to raise your thumb up high and confidently, and to smile the shit out of your face).

Then we got a drive to Sooke via Adam, and got to work on a really awesome natural building. We spent two days smearing horse poop on the walls, and by the end of it all, our wrists and elbows were about to disintegrate. But we got a lot done and our plaster looked kick-ass! We expected to work for nothing at all, but being the always-fortunate punks that we are - we were fed yummie foodies, had super cute energetic twins to hang out with, and at the end (since we did such a wicked job), were paid! Grooovy baby...

After chilling after a long day's work, talking about macho manly things, and drinking our nice, cold, V8's - we decided that our job there was done. We paid a short visit to Adam's friend in Victoria, laided on some hammocks, drank some tea, and had a good 'ol time. With our happy-tanks full and back muscles relaxed, we headed home in the quiet of the night under a sky full of...RAINCLOUDS! F*CK!!!

now we've got another weekend cobbing workshop and a trip to saltspring island to learn about biodiesel to look forward to before heading back east. whew!