Another fine Saturday morning dawned upon Fort Hope and I remained asleep! Most days I wouldn’t want to miss my morning routine of listening to a ‘Q’ podcast, making a bowl of porridge, eating a piece of fruit, drinking a cup of tea and heading off to camp, but today, my ability to grab an extra half morning’s worth of sleep was pure bliss. The week was a great one, and I had a lot of fun at camp and around the community, but last night it hit me, I was really really tired!
I woke up this morning and headed out to the airport to pick up some freight that was coming in for camp. When I got out there I collected our freight and then procured a ride with a NAPS officer. I got to ride shotgun in one of their really cool police pick-up trucks! They definitely outclass the police vehicles down South! Just for the record, you guys back in London are the ‘down Southers’, because right now, I’m a Northerner!
I spent the rest of the morning and the early afternoon trying to wrap my head around some of the different things that I have to accomplish for the communications department of the Huron Students’ Council. It’s pretty conflicting to have to try and drag my head out of Fort Hope immersion and half submerge it in the London world for a while. I managed to do it, but it was a little bit weird. I got a fair number of things accomplished and also managed to try to tie up some Cofield things. Hopefully I’ll come back and not feel like I’m two months behind in my everyday life! But if I am, I’ll deal with it then…If anyone wants to work with Cofield on producing a record, let me know!
After completing a small portion of the work I have to get done for Huron, I was roused from my fantasy land by a suggestion to go swimming. I kind of had to drag myself out the door to go on this excursion, but I did. The swim was pleasant, although, to put the temperature of the water into some sort of context, the air was warmer than the water. Usually I’m used to jumping in the water and getting out to be frozen by the cold air, but today the opposite occurred.
Once we got out of the water we headed over to Nanajean’s Aunt’s house for a cookout. It was a really nice of Nanajean to invite us to her Aunt’s (even if she forgot to tell her Aunt haha) and everyone made us feel extremely welcome. As I alluded to in the title of this blog, we had goose! I had never eaten goose before tonight, and I have to say that it was not an altogether unpleasant experience. The goose that we ate was real, fresh goose. Like really fresh…It was skinned, gutted and plucked just before we got there (I was incredibly disappointed to have missed that…) and the feathers and guts were burned in the fire that it was cooked on. The one thing that I will say about goose is that it takes a considerable amount of effort to seperate the meat from the bone. I may have actually burned calories ripping and tearing the meat from the bone, tendon and muscle. It took a considerable amount of determination and (that word again) patience to finally procure every last bit of goosey goodness from the bone, but overall I was happy to add goose to moose on the ‘new foods’ list. The final meal was bannock, goose and banana bread.
I spent the rest of this evening watching a bit of the O.C. and working on more HUCSC stuff. We had hoped to have a bonfire outside for some of the kids tonight, but again, wait for it…It started raining! We clearly don’t have a very good relationship with the powers that be, when it comes to weather. Oh well…
Anyway, that’s all for me tonight…Let’s talk again soon!