as I impatiently awaited his arrival and the prospect of my engine's sweet music.But it was not to be. Amskeptic, the well-known international security risk, was denied entry into Canada, thus delaying the immediate resurrection of my '74 from its thirty year sleep.
Snif.
After two hits from this years harvest and a long walk along the river, I decided that, no matter what, even more important than hearing my engine run once more, I just had to meet the man that had spread so much good in his world in general and the Volkswagen world in particular. So, three or four PMs later, Colin agreed to delay his departure and we arranged to meet in a Starbucks an hour or so south of the border.
I was not disappointed. Colin and his bus exceeded all expectations. Following a two or three hour instructional session both theoretical and practical that left my head swimming with details too intricate to relate, we cleaned our hands, opened a Diet Coke and commenced to bullshit. This was at about 2:00PM.
By 5:00 PM, we were still standing there in the parking lot, leaning on other people's vehicles, feet sore, brains tired. We'd solved most of the problems of the world and it was nearing half past five before we finally hugged and went our separate ways, Colin eastward to Missouri and me northward back to British Columbia.
In all, a most satisfactory conclusion to the summer's biggest disappointment. Thanks again, Colin. And godspeed.
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Very thoughtful; the concept, the positioning and the imaging. You actually do stop and make the pictures happen. I thank you and your camera thanks you.
, it was here in Creston that I discovered that the Milky Way actually bifurcates, right over my house. 
I've seen it since elsewhere on the planet, but I discovered the fact in my back yard. In winter, the air here is so clear your eyes hurt.
Thanks to Colin's instructions and hints, I think I'll be able to get the engine back in and fired up soon.
