Up, Up and Away

You may think Up, Up and Away
refers to the wild wind blowing
through Blue Rocks today,
60 km/hr wind that dries
our laundry before the
seagulls have a chance
to do a fly-by and drop.

Up Up and Away!

Up Up and Away is our Subaru,

with Piper in the back seat,

inching upward onto McCarthy's

tow truck in Bridgewater.

Eric, the Viking, our next

door neighbour knocked on

our door this morning to

tell Jeff that he can get

beer supplies in Bridgewater.

I don't want to delay

the brewmaster's first

Blue Rocks Batch

so off we went.

Unfortunately the Subaru

only made it as far as the 

Atlantic Super Store when

pop went the engine. Silent

and slow the too quiet engine 

coasted into the parking lot.

Canadians to the rescue!

St. Chris of the parking lot,

on his way back to work 

said he would stop

by La Have Auto Shop

and tell them we were on 

our way.

Jeff and I piled into

the cab of McCarthy's

tow truck while Piper

road in the Subaru;

Piper has been in kayaks

and canoes, on ferries 

large and small, on

a Boeing 747 but this

was her first tow truck

ride.  Don't think she

liked it.

"We may have to do surgery,"

Richard the mechanic told us.

"You'll have to leave it overnight."

So close but so far away we were,

30 minutes from home in Blue Rocks

with no bus service. Richard came out 

to the Subaru, handed us a set of keys

 for his Dodge Caravan and said 

 "see ya tomorrow!"

Jeff fell in love with Canadians

all over again.  

We returned home minus the

beer supplies!  There's always

tomorrow.