Anodyne
Friday, October 20, 2006
 

Hoping For Replacement

Up Grouse Mountain from sea level, past Lonsdale's produce stalls, a KFC ghost (#31, still on the camera card), landscaping trucks, Mosquito Creek, dripping forest. Singing Neil Young's After The Gold Rush over and over in my shaky cracked voice. Braided streams. Sunlight, steeply aslant through the trees at a quarter to six, just below the little green valley on the BCMC trail. Singing the Bee Gees' Nights on Broadway, the Magnetic Fields' No One Will Ever Love You Honestly, the Pet Shop Boys' Being Boring (qv. numerous past entries). No one's idea of a top twenty countdown, least of all my own, but it puts the black bears on notice. Red (big) Skyride not running due to cable maintenance; 45 minute lineup full of video camera-toting tourons for the smaller, "blue" Skyride. Like riding down the mountain in a creaking, swaying Volkswagen Bug with your fifty closest friends.


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