August 19th, 2004, Night-time

Having had a good sleep, complete with some pretty bizzarre dreams and a couple trips out under the stars at various points, I wandered up to the cabin, made some tea, eggs and toast, and sat down with my book (Zorba). That's a nice way to ease into the day.

We already knew that we had to caravan into town today in order to leave "L"'s van at some hotel that the airporter will drop her at, so the plan was set. Running water out at the tent is a major priority, so Dad & I made a big list of things we 'need' from town: 1"x4"x10' wood, 300' of 1/2" pvc pipe & all the necessary connectors, hose clamps & so forth, sink... and as long as we're there, laundry, a couple books I want to pick up, some more 'personal' food for me, 100' of rope, tarps, another fire extinguisher... uhh... well the list is downstairs, but you can see why we make one. Especially when going into town basically writes off the day so far as making significant progress doing anything around here.

So, into town we go... I got to drive their Wesfalia style van, very nice... experimented with the cruise control along the way to keep myself amused, and made our first caravan stop: the laundromat. There we made our plan to meet again there at 13:15. I would do laundry, go to the bookstore, and get food at Terra Organica. He would take care of as much of that other stuff as he could, and we'd finish it off together after that.

Alright, laundry in, and I walked the two blocks to Village Books. I knew I wanted to get a particular book of poetry (a gift for a friend), a little do-it-yourself plumbing booklet, which I only wanted because I need to be able to search for more booklets from that old and hard to find "Do It!" series, and to check out guitar books - I'm wanting to get into classical picking. Well... as it will sometimes do, time flew, and soon (or not so soon as it was) I was walking out with my picks:

Poetry: You Can Never Speak Up Too Often For The Love Of All Things by Paul R. Fleischman
Plumbing: Fix Your Plumbing by... Chronicle Books, I guess.
Music: Rise Up Singing: The Group Singing Songbook edited by Peter Blood & Annie Patterson.

Now that last one looks like a real gem. It's got an introduction by Pete Seeger, and has a feel of something genuine. I played through The Rose, So Long (It's Been Good to Know Yuh) - which Utah Phillips sings sometimes when he's at the Vancouver Folk Music Festival, and a few others I can't remember right now. Words, chords, and sources to 1200 songs!! Wow...

Ok, anyway, my dad's up here tonight since "C" & "L" are out of town, and he's in bed beside me, so again, I have to knock off with my key-clattering for now. I'll add a little more tomorrow if I can.

G'nite! ...I think I'll go watch the stars for a few minutes.

* bats flying in the porch
* water line run
* brother has offered a camera!

(ps. those point form notes above are things I'd hoped to expand on later...)