And now, part two of Winter's week in Nowhere, Saskatchewan...
Bears all its sons away;
They fly forgotten, as a dream
Dies at the opening day.”
My week of activity in Saskatchewan seemed to go by so quickly. The meeting with the lawyers went okay suffice to say it felt like a waste of time and something that could have been handled through video conferencing and a few emails. It is hopefully done. The newspaper division of the Corran Journal has been sold and, from what I hear, will be broken up and merged with the buyers existing infrastructure. Whatever, I’m living comfortably off the sale and I have made some decent investments into my retirement plans.
I started to write entries through the week, but they were rather compact, so I decided today to merge them all into one entry.
My trip to Nowhere was relatively uneventful. It was great to visit with Alex, Barb and Chris again. It has been a year since I stopped by but not much has changed.
The weather was, for the most part, decent with only a couple hours here and there of blustery wind and wet snow.
The road-side stop is very isolated, with rolling hills on either side of the valley. If you slapped a glass dome over top of it, you could have a nice little snow globe. I will bet that on any given day the same four vehicles are parked in the lot in front of the cafe. It is a busy enough highway to keep them running but the day to day life of the area feels stuck in the eighties.
The ominous still of the night is broken only by ice cracking on the pond and the whooshing sound of slush mixed with the thump-thumping of tires of transport trucks zooming down the highway and through the tunnels.
I spent my down-time in my room watching the series ‘Stranger Things’ on Netflix. I’m not really into the show that much but it is neat to see things as they were back in the eighties. Winona Rider looks old even though her character is grown up. She has done a few good movies and a few crappy ones over the years.
I got this off little tidbit of info from a pamphlet in the library stating that Humboldt was the hub of communication between Prime Minister John A. Macdonald and his forces in the west. It was a base for scouting operations and the last secure post of contact by telegraph with the east in the late 1800s.
I filled up the rental gas tank in Humboldt for $1.049 per litre at Petro, a lot cheaper than the $1.149 they wanted in Prairie Moon, sorry Alex.
The one thing I have noticed about Saskatchewan is that if you are not in one of the real cities all the buildings throughout the province are low profile. You do not see a lot of tall buildings in town, taller than the town clock tower or water tower except maybe a hotel or something. The urban landscapes are as flat as the rural ones. I wonder if you could stand in Manitoba and look all the way to the west and see Alberta, looking right over Saskatchewan, just kidding.
I got back just in time for the dinner special, a large piece of meat lasagna with green beans and mashed potatoes on the side with a coffee. My waitresses name was Winona, same as Winona Rider but far more attractive, apparently she was new at the cafe hired just last week. I retired to my room after dinner to catch up on editing a couple manuscripts that have been given to me for review.
The temperature in Nowhere and Regina was chilly but still a lot warmer than Corran, Ontario has been. I almost did not get to leave because the rental car would not start. I think there might be something wrong with the battery, but I had in plugged in, so it was not my fault. I reported it when I returned it to the agency near the Regina airport. I did not think they were going to believe me but then one of the attendants tried to start the car in their lot and it had trouble starting up again. I did not get a chance to fuel it up before returning it, but they comped me the fuel I had used driving from Nowhere to Regina for my trouble.
I flew back to Pearson International on early Friday afternoon and luckily caught the bus up to Coldwater and a taxi to Midland that evening. I spent the night in Midland and chartered a flight to Corran on Saturday morning. It was perfect timing too as a nasty freezing rain storm crashed into the region on Saturday night. The storm passed on Sunday and I got outside to clean the ice off things and check for damage. A couple of broken branches and a window shattered in the shed but nothing serious.
The weather has finally returned to the seasonal norms in Corran with daytime temps around minus five Celsius. I am planning on staying around home for the next couple weeks. I got word from my cousin Tarah that Bear arrived safely on Vancouver Island on Friday morning. She told me that the temps have been just around freezing there. We have decided that Bear will live with her until spring when I am back out there for a book show in April.