Big White is AWESOME! One Dog and his man pt 2.

So we start the hike, me carrying everything and him with probably nothing - I get over the unable to move thing... okay it is not so bad... We are in the woods, there are critters everywhere, the sun is shining through the trees, the air is as fresh as at Big White. It is a bit more humid cos of the ocean - but I don't mind, it makes my long flowing locks all curly... I show these off to baldy over there... regularly... Ha... Baldy!

So we walk for four hours... cos baldy is so slow... dude, pick up the pace... I can't wait to get home, food, cosy bed, ear scratching and belly rubs - excellent. So we stop at a beach and it is kind of late and numpty over there starts putting up a big orange thing... where is the Globe, where is my bed, where are my little luxuries... then he pulls out a sleeping bag... Wait, what...? We are sleeping here, on these rocks...? Okaaay... you have brought a thermal mat and sleeping bag for me... yes...?

No!!! wtf dude, WTF...! We are over, done, finito...! Dumb-ass.

So he goes to sleep and I am watching him... from my 'cosy' rocks... but he did feed me... so I let him live another day... actually it was pretty good - crunchy pad thai - yum!

The next day we are up bright and early, I am ready instantly - baldy has to take down his tent, roll up his mat, pack his sleeping bag, load up his back-pack - dude do you... oh, crunchy pad thai noodles again... yum!

And then we are off... up and down these hills, up and down, up and down... why? Even though I am carrying everything, baldy over there is sweating like a pig - ha! Baldy!

Eventually I smell a bear, but I ain't gonna say anything - you want the sleeping mat and bed? You can deal with the bear... man it is loud and stinky - chomping his food like there is no tomorrow "Om... nom.. nom... nom" Baldy does not hear him, does not smell him, does not see him until the bear is looking at him... up close, personal and er irritated... Ha! Baldy scurries away like a little critter... bet you wish you had some big teeth now eh... quick beat him off with your sleeping bag... Ha! dumb-ass... he pulls out a knife and starts to whistle - are you kidding me, like that is going to save you...

Okay, I figure baldy is gonna get himself hurt, so I deal with the situation - I give the bear my best 'look' and he is gone. And what thanks do I get? None... no, I don't like peanuts.

11 hours today - I could have done that in two... I decide to lead - sick of the view of baldy's butt, of course I have to keep coming back for him, waiting for him, scaring away the bears for him... We get to the next campsite and it is pretty cool - the beach is sand, not rocks - whose idea was the rocks anyway...? Baldy builds me a little campfire to keep warm, I have more crunchy noodles, the sand is soft... I am drifting away to the sound of the sea... Critters come in the middle of the night, chew on baldy's back pack - I explain the situation to them and they disappear - no thanks again...

Up... not as early, baldy does his packing thing, I go and cruise and mark, cruise and mark - I visit the next camp - of course they love me, it is my curly locks... they speak to baldy a bit and we are all off.

So this turns out to be the longest and most boring day, the best thing I can say about it... it ended, of course Baldy had to do two detours, why? Cos he is a Dumb-ass. Baldy carried my pack a bit... one km out of 52 - I saved your life dude... 'even' you think...? No, no, no...

We got to Port Renfrew and eventually back to the truck - soft cosy seat...? No pack...? No rocks... er yes please. And two giant pastrami sausages... let me just say I love pastrami sausage - they are like bacon in a wrap... bacon - I love bacon... oooh imagine pastrami wrapped in bacon... And cheese, I love cheese, cheese in pastrami in bacon...

We sleep in the truck, baldy looks uncomfortable - poor ickle baldy... try some rocks dude! And then we are on the ferry and back to Big White - I couldn't wait to get back to explain to the ferret how I captured a bear... all by myself...

Big White is AWESOME! One Dog and his Man...

Hiking the Juan de Fuca trail... with his best buddy...? Ha...?

Just because I tolerate his presence does not make him my Buddy, Master or Alpha... I am an independent dog... Yes, I do greet people all the time - just being social... and yes if I do sniff some butts it is just communication - "hey, how you doin', what did you have for dinner last night... ah dog food again... been traveling long...? Yes I caught your scent a couple of clicks back... did you see that damn squirrel...?" You know - water cooler stuff.

And he didn't 'ask' me to go on this 'adventure'. No, he dragged me from Luca's (my real buddy's bed) at death o'clock in the morning, bundled me in the car and kept me locked up for 11 hours whilst we were 'driving'. Does this guy not know when we travel around we mark our territory - we have to check things out, we have to 'cruise and mark man, cruise and mark!' Dumb-ass.

Okay so I did get to sit shotgun, and yes he brought me a cosy blankie to lie on, and okay we did stand at the front of the boat watching er nothing... he said he saw some killer whales but I don't believe him... I have a keen sense for all things that need chasing...

Burgers, yes he gave me half a burger, big deal. I could eat two without blinking, probably four on a good day - 'I am stomach of steel dog me'. Well unless I get into some garbage and eat something bad... then I become 'instant food to waste dog...' My casual acquaintance (owner...) usually gets mad at me if I become rapid food conversion dog... But what the hell dude, I am a dog, this is what dogs do... we eat stuff, edible, palatable (or not), or excessive... 

Hey, did I ever tell you about the time I ate that whole apple pie from Costco... er yum! It was massive, must of weighed 5 kgs. He left on the counter, it was in my territory... (well his, but when he is not there... I am dog, I am in command...) and if stuff is in my territory... Don't blame me, you left it out... Of course 5kgs was a bit much for me, so I returned the apple pie... but no, this was not good enough, there was still yelling and lots of 'bad dog'... Whatever...

Don't get me wrong, I love hiking, (I don't to the Miking thing - handle bars and the opposing thumbs is a bit of an issue...) we go up the mountain I chase the critters, we come down - go to Globe people love me... me, not him, me. Not once have I seen someone scratch his ears... eh?

So we get to the trail head and my casual acquaintance is putting a big pack on his back - what are you doing that for dude? 'Idiot' I thought, that will really slow you down - how are we gonna catch the critters? And then he pulls out another pack... and I get a bad feeling - what is going on? No...! don't do that... man... I cannot walk, I cannot 'cruise and mark' I cannot sit down, I cannot lie down, I cannot do my 'stuff' and I swear I am carrying half of his stuff... Dumb-ass.

A man and his dog Pt 2 - 'Om nom nom nom, Om nom n...'

Day Two.

Coffee...! No hot water, what do I do about getting my bean fix? I had brought this great upside downy thing that would brew filter coffee, and I had brought ground coffee - I even had milk and sugar...

Extreme situations call for men to dig deep and find inner strength... to find the solution, to do whatever it takes... to drink cold coffee... wasn't bad - wasn't Globe's, but I got my fix.

I was tired - going from a luxury king mattress to a thermal mat on rocks is a bit of a downgrade - even though I had been awake since 2:30am the previous day, slopey, rocky sleep was not ideal... This allowed me the luxury of enjoying waiting for first light from 4:30 am... it was delayed - six it arrived, who is in charge here?

Even though the next leg was 12km and the 'moderate' 8k the day before was slightly tiring ('please please god will this ever end...') I figured if I started early, and hiked for 10 hours doing the glorious 2km per hour, I could do the next 7km leg also... one foot in front of the other... and repeat...

So the dreamy image of backpacking is this, picturesque, tranquility, serenity, peace and beautiful scenic views...

The reality is probably closer to this...

I had set off and I am going along... my back pack probably weighs 450kg by this time and I have to lean way forward to balance myself out. I am listening to my glutes rebelling, looking at the wonderful view of my feet padding along at almost 2km per hour, and the straps on my pack are just squeaking in my ears. 


As I am padding along staring at the ground I notice this other noise in a very low tone, and it is just slowly registering in my mind - it is a James Earl Jones kind of tone "Om... nom.. nom.. nom.., Om... nom.. nom.. nom..." as I start to think to myself, what is this Om nom nom...? I look up, as I look up, the current "Om... nom.. n..." stops... and there is a black bear, in mid chew looking at me... he is in the bushes, but he is close, probably 7 feet close... And he is looking at me, kind of like the look your wife gives you when you have left your socks on the floor...

"Uh oh... er nice bear.. yes, don't worry about me... I'm just gonna go back... no please don't stop...  keep eating those berries... you don't need any extra protein... "...om nom nom..."

I quickly backed up... and scurried away... my buddy didn't even see him but I think he heard something... So I backed away probably 100 feet, I was quick too, probably got up to 3.5km per hour... maybe more... I got out my knife (cos that will help me against a cranky double duty Wolverine) and I made some noise - loud whistles... don't ask, I have no idea why I would think whistling is scary for a bear... and then I crept forward... 

And he/she was gone! Woohoo! Whistling worked... me man, scare off bear with stick and whistle... 

"Om nom nom nom..." I scurried away again...

The rest of day two was less dramatic, I saw some Orca whales playing in the ocean - they were there for about 15 minutes - that was pretty cool and I was in a great spot to see them.

You see the spot in the middle of the top left quarter? That is where the Killer Whales are no longer... they were there I promise - water spouts and everything...

And this was behind me - great spot for bathing my feet and filling up the water supply.

Anyhooo... I managed the 21k - it was after 7pm by that time - 11 hours, probably with 60 minutes of breaks... and I was consuming roughly a litre of water per hour... hard work but I was beginning to enjoy it, my body became accustomed to the weight, I was able to take in the beauty of nature instead of my ugly, muddy and very stinky boots - it was pretty cool.

So I pitched camp and this was just as the sun went down... pretty nice.

The site was all sand - luxury, the temp was perfect, cool breeze, not a cloud in the sky. I made a little camp fire, I ate my dinner... peanuts... which I had also had for breakfast and lunch - but an easy choice - eat or not eat... I figure I am burning close to 6 million calories a day... eating was the choice.

I hit the sack and was in la la land pretty quick...

A man and his dog... pt 1.

So my best buddy and I decided to do the Juan de Fuca marine trail on Vancouver Island. 47km plus a couple on the road, plus a few more if you get lost... or decide to hitchhike back... and don't get a ride...

I call him my best bud but I think it is a kind of one way thing - he is friendly with any and everyone. I think he could take or leave me. He is also very social - he will go up to anyone and greet them... and they always greet him back. Me, I am a bit shy, I don't just wander up to people...

We planned to leave at 3am Friday morning, and we were both ready to go at 3.45, not bad. We had to stop at Sportchek on the way, I had a gas stove buried in the bushes there... I had bought all my hiking gear including this brilliant little stove, unfortunately they never put the stove in the box... brilliant. But they were okay, we did some covert ops drop/pick up exercise and we were off.

So I drove the whole way, he never offered once but that is okay, I prefer to drive. Most of the time he just looked out of the window or slept. We stopped for burgers on the way - I am not really a burgers kind of guy but he loves them and with the calories we would burn over the next few days...

We got to the trail head around 2pm and after adjusting our packs and repacking and adjusting again and testing and paying our camp fee and adjusting again and loading our water bladders, adjusting again... we were instantly off.

The trail is broken down into various sections, different lengths and varying degrees of difficulty. The first two sections were 2km & 6.6km respectively and rated moderate... a couple of hours I thought - 4k per hour is reasonable, no?

I set off and even though it was all downhill I very soon discovered my glutes did not like hiking with a backpack, no not at all. Just a quick two hours over the estimated two, we arrived at Bear Beach; a little tired. Some German guy started talking to me (why?) and I tried to have a conversation with him - man I could not get a coherent sentence out, I was almost slurring my words... and no I had not been drinking.

Anyway the German guy quickly scurried off from the crazy dude and I set about pitching camp - I was pretty excited (delirious) and I got everything out - tent, sleeping bag, mat dehydrated food (Pad Thai - I had even bought some extra hot sauce to spice things up...) stove and gas canister. Now I was responsible for the cooking and the stove (I had done my covert ops thing...) everything was ready... or so I thought - I had my stove and I had my gas canister (one of those green ones, weigh about 5lbs or 25lbs after three days, the kind that don't fit my brand new stove... yes those kind... Kudos to my buddy, he never said a word, he gave me that tilted head look... and then went to have a pee.

The Pad Thai package said boiling water... now a dumb-ass would think it could rehydrate with cold water... the dumb-ass tested his theory. A hour... 11 hours... 18 hours... damn Pad Thai rock hard noodles. After a very crunchy dinner, a crunchy breakfast and a semi crunchy lunch... my buddy and I finally managed to finish the first package...

Now the next morning I assessed the situation -

1. I was exhausted after doing the moderate 8km.
2. I had no food. I have peanuts, tail mix and 7 solo bars.
3. I had no coffee (have I mentioned my addiction to the bean? A lack of caffeine means a big whole miserable Chris, and yes crying is involved)
4. The next leg is 12km and it is rated the 'most difficult'
5. I still have 41 km to go... if I don't do any detours... (why would I do detours...? Well I wouldn't want to do them would I... did you not see the dumb-ass bit?)
6. I have to be home on Tuesday or my wife will kill me.

But, I have wanted to do this hike for two years - who needs food. And my buddy was 'whatever'. So the next day, we packed up camp, ate some crunchy noodles picked up our packs (which despite consuming the quarter packet of noodles had strangely doubled in weight). And much to the annoyance of my glutes set off for day two of our adventure...

Big White is AWESOME! Cos the People 4 and Moonshine...

No... not the drink... the place. It is at Big White, in Snowpines, phase 1... 

Why am I writing about it? Well my buddy Blue developed it, and my buddy is AWESOME! And at Big White - doubly AWESOME! But apparently he snores - and he is not shy about his nocturnal, noise making ability. Actually RDKB has a budget allocation of $5000 per annum dedicated to address noise pollution at Big White... eh eh? 

Look... staircase leading to the bathroom... pretty nice eh? Yes Chris

Moonshine is AWESOME! The best, well, apart from everything I developed (of course)... it is one of my favourite properties. There are four apartments (Jo lives in one) all very groovy! 

Blue's place is split over four levels, one master bedroom has a separate staircase leading to the ensuite bathroom... 

Wood panelled vaulted ceilings, floors (ooh! a place with floors) made of something (I can't remember I was drinking my fourth glass of wine). But the floor is there I assure you - I was able to lie on it without falling off.


But look how nice my pictures turned out! Far better than the real thing I tell you... okay the room is nice, whatever.

And yes the bathroom is okay, slate surround, sunken bathtub... but who cares about that stuff? Not me.

Off course I took a picture of the toilet - most important piece of porcelain in the room... Let me tell you about my morning ablutions... Wait, what...? You don't want to know? Whatever, your loss.









Okay, I'll talk a little bit about the kitchen instead... it is a kitchen. It is where the coffee making magic happens, or where the beer/wine is stored... oh and food... and cooking, cleaning etc.  Wait... did you know that already... am I waisting my time with this?



And the living room is a living room... sofa, wood burning fireplace, with a fantastic view of the Monashees - through the windows... but you can't see it in the picture - but they are there, behind that cloud, the Big White one, it is famous.


Did I mention wood burning fireplace - romantic eh?  
No. the wood is stored outside, in the snow, in the cold, a long way from the cozy warmth of indoors - wood burning fireplace... pah! Through that door there, the one where you ski in/out of, next to the comfy sofa - inconvenient eh... who wants comfy?

And finally the last bedroom - it sleeps... people, crazy eh? Man sometimes I ask myself where do I come up with this brilliant writing - I could be Shakespeare or Dickens - both started with a blog... true story.

Okay, here is the pitch - these two bedrooms are available to the right people - Blue is looking for -

Two couples or a couple and two singles. Clean, tidy, respectful, must be able to live with and behave appropriately around children. And be a guitar instructor - his daughter is learning.

Actually guitar instructor is not critical but it may reduce your rent a little... The place is available now through April. Blue will be delivering a yacht until New Year so the place will be all yours until then... I was gonna go sailing with him but apparently I don't meet the criteria - I could behave appropriately if I wanted... 

If you are interested, meet the criteria or just want to know about my bathroom activities, send me an email or contact me through Facebook  yes they are links, mouse over them.

Big White is AWESOME! Coffee and Camping...

The kids camp (that has been running for the most of the summer) decided to spend the night camping at Rhonda lake on Thursday. Most of the summer has been beautiful and sunny... most.

My son Luca was not that keen to camp, but we hiked up to see everyone and their camping set-up...


The Carrs with four people had a two man tent... as did the Isfan's but the Isfan's fourth was Gus the (giant) puppy. Now the Isfan's are made of good hearty stock (Shire Horses) and so were able to occupy 148% of the space available... to help with the space issue, Scott chose to pass on the fly sheet option - you know the thing that keeps the rain off...

The Brunts brought their 74 man tent, 14 sleeping bags, bbq, air beds, pillows, quad & two kitchen sinks...

The Martin's were happy to be (just) back from the UK, where they had left their body clocks... what time is breakfast mum?

This looked like it was going to be so much fun... so Luca and I escaped around 6pm. Rhonda lake sits on the east side of the mountain and the sun had already gone down; with the 2000m+/- elevation there was already a chill - how nice was it going to be for the kids who had been swimming to warm themselves by the campfire? Oh wait, campfire ban, no campfires... well at least they had brought towels and changes of clothing... well at least they had air beds... no? er sleeping mats... no? well at least they had those rocks to sleep on...

Which Rockbed is mine?

Jump forward 12 hours - I am in my cosy cosy bed, it is 5:35am, I am just waking to the gentle pitter patter of rain outside - love that sound when wrapped in my big feather duvet, it is peaceful and relaxing - makes me happy to just be. 

My addiction begins to demand service, I get up and make my way to the coffee machine - I am still half asleep, the house is quiet and I move slowly - the dogs lift their heads up and look at me, almost as if to ask 'is it time now?' Yes. 

We have one of the those bean to brew machines. I press the button and it starts, the beans grind and the aroma is released, 'Yes...' my addiction twitches, my brain clicks into first gear and I wonder how long it has been raining.

My first espresso is made - hot, sweet and very strong. Everyone else is asleep, it is just me and the dogs, and the sound of the distant rain through the windows - I sip the intense coffee, my brain slowly comes back to life, and, I think to myself 'thank f*** I'm not camping'

Coffee anyone?

Big White is AWESOME! Coming for the season...?

Are you coming to Big White for the season? Are you looking for a place to stay?

• Are you staying for six months?
• Are you clean and tidy?
• Will you pay your rent on time?
• Would you like to stay in a great place for reasonable rates?
• Sharing a room with one other is okay, sharing with 5 others... not so much?
• Do you want to stay in a place that has been looked after by previous tenants, or the owners?
• Do you want to stay in a place that you could bring your family to visit?
• Would you prefer quieter rather than a party place?
• Do you want to stay in a place that you can go to sleep when you want.
• Would you like a deck/hot tub?
• Will you respect the place you stay?
• Can you prove you have the ability to cover your rent?
• Do you have the ability to pay your first month, last month and half month damage deposit in advance?
• Can you provide references?

If yes (to most questions), then we can help.

Sólido Properties has places available in-

• Snowpines - three large bedrooms (two ensuite), games room, den with double bed, deck, hot tub, laundry, 3.5 bathrooms, private garage. Ski in and walk out. 2500 sq ft. 7 people, maybe 8.
• Village - penthouse in the best property and location on the mountain - two bedrooms, king bed, and 2nd bedroom with two queen beds. Two bathrooms. 6 people max - Rates are high.
• Lower village - three bedroom/two bathroom property - suitable for 6 maybe 7, view side, deck.
• Village - two studio apartments (no bedroom) - can sleep 4 & 3 respectively - would be better for two singles or couples. Full bathroom but only half kitchen.
• Snowpines - two rooms available in a luxury property - will be sharing with the owner and 11 year old daughter - good for two couples or one couple and two singles.
• Lower village - three bed town house (x2) deck, garage, two bathrooms. Would suit three couples or max 6 people.
• Apartment in a chalet - self contained, owners prefer a stable couple.
• Timbers - three bed penthouse suite - deck, hot tub, two bathrooms (one ensuite) one jack & jill, gym, games room, underground parking, granite, steam shower.
• Copper Kettle - three bedroom.
• Raven - penthouse rooms, 7 spots available - in unit pool table, bar, two decks, hot tub, BBQ, X-Box. Building has a gym and pool.
• Raven - two bed plus den - max 6.

We are in the process of placing people now and we have places coming available constantly, if you are interested in any of the properties and meet the criteria please contact us through Facebook.

Rates-

Hide-a-bed, not a closet. 

The rates at Big White are what they are, by November/December, the worst places will go for $550 per person per month - and you may have 12 or more in the place. 

Properties-

One bed places are very hard to find, studios - yes, but you are looking at up to $1500 per month for 'okay' places - $1200 for very small.

 

The place on the left - 6 people, $600 per month each, min 6 months. The other - two people $600 per month each, min 6 months... Where would you rather stay?

Pitch
Sólido Properties owns, rents, manages property and buys (beer) - if you are looking for seasonal staff accommodation, contact us. We do not deal with slum or party properties, we do not overcrowd, we provide high quality, value for money accommodation; we provide the type of place where your mum would want you to stay... Actually we are lying about the last bit - we don't know your mum.

We are not looking for groups of 8 guys or similar - sorry, our owners have strict criteria. We only take email payments, wire transfers, credit or debit card (fees extra).

Big White is AWESOME! Why we need to become our own Municipality...

Big White is part of the Regional District of Kootney Boundary. I believe it should be its' own municipality. Without being an expert or really, even moderately knowledgable about the workings of local government, there appears to be some obvious reasons.

Tax Base and Budget Allocation.
I have mentioned this before and I highlight the fact again. Last year the property tax submitted to RDKB was $4.2m. Approx 49% went to Provincial - schools, police and hospital funding. And approx 50% was allocated to Big White - fire department etc.

Net zero - we put in net $2.1m the community receives net $2.1m. However.

• The RDKB budget for the district is $33m this year. The property tax revenue is expected to be $17m. Extra funding comes from asset management, previous budget surpluses, revenue streams, provincial funding programs etc.
• This means for every dollar of tax sent to RDKB there is $2 of spending allocation.
• Proportionately Big White should have $8.8m allocated to the area - not $2.1m

This year the RDKB's Recreational and Cultural Development budget is $6.4m. Projected over the next 5 years it is similar. Zero is allocated to Big White - Zero! 

Provincial Funds
Big White cannot apply for provincial funding. 

Sun Peaks secured $470k of provincial funding in March 2012. Sun Peaks, under the Resort Municipality Initiative (RMI) is eligible for $310k per annum to focus on the goal of increasing visitation in the Summer and Shoulder seasons.

Click Here.

Big White would be entitled to similar if it achieved Resort Municipality Status.

Real Estate Values
There are numerous factors putting downward pressure on property values at Big White. One of the factors is the ability to finance a purchase - banks are reluctant to lend to resort and/or recreational property purchasers. Municipality status would change the banks view of lending to buyers at Big White. This would-

• Attract more buyers.
• Attract more residents
• Increase values.
• Increase tax base.
• Generate more revenue for existing business
• Encourage more businesses to open during the off and summer seasons.
• Create Community Growth.

Fair Representation
Big White represents almost 25% of the net tax base of the RDKB - we have no say in how budgets are allocated. 3000 property owners at Big White - zero influence.

Self Direction, competition and growth.
Sun Peaks - with $310k per annum to develop the resort? We can only compete, if we have a fair playing field - "Come to Big White in the Summer - we have nothing." Is our current offering. But market conditions change with marginal increases - the Globe has seen huge increases in customers this summer, achieving lots, with very little - imagine what we could achieve with a sustained campaign budget and self directed resort plan? lots?

5-Year Plan.
Where will Big White be in 10 years? The same? No, please, if our competition is moving forward and we are stagnant... we are moving backwards.

Five years, is my goal to Resort Municipality status - but I cannot do it alone. We need to determine what, and execute, the actions needed, to achieve that goal.

Complacency achieves nothing...

Big White is AWESOME! Huckleberries and stuff...

 

I told you, I took my wife Miking... and after pushing her bike most of the way up the mountain, she got a puncture... Yes...? We laughed... well one of us laughed... well one of us laughed until the other one gave the laughing one the "look" at which point the laughing one realized we were heading to a "Fine." situation... and he stopped laughing. 

Following a series of yes dear, and no dear, and sorry dear, and it won't happen again dear, and no, it was not funny at all dear... We made our way down to the village, to hit our favourite destination.

Almost every day (especially when I hike... or even... "mike") I hit the Globe for a coffee, and if I am feeling particularly exuberant... a bacon and egger... er Yum! They taste so good, cos Ben and Jo make them with luurve... True.

After miking up the mountain and then experiencing the definitely unfunny, puncture followed by a long hike down, (not miking) - we were looking forward to our regular coffee... I could smell it, I could taste it, I could see the aroma rising from the mug... but, no...

This seems like fun... except for the er... fun bit... Can't wait for my coffee...

Imagine the distress when I realized the Globe was closed and my lovely wife would not get her coffee! Do you have any idea what this meant...? Any...?

...Closed... for the love of god mother, why? Then I recalled, there were some pictures... drinking, 4am (ish), party for the popular people, regulars and such (not every regular apparently... I am the best customer... well, probably, if I paid my bill I would be... at least top 250 anyway) 

Wait, what?

Wait a minute was the Globe closed because there had been some R&R the night before...? God forbid! But yes I think it true...


Now according to Brad (and yes apparently he still works there, despite the rumours...) Ben had to do something with something and there was no chef and blah blah blah blah... And Jude said this and at 4am that... 

What..! Ever...! - Where's my  Coffee!


Now some people would say the staff work really hard (they do) and deserve the one day off a year (yes, okay, if you must). Some people would say look, they worked 17 hours yesterday. Some people would say... Blah, Blah Blah... Coffee! Some people would say it is not about me - er what? Some People!

Calm down... look at the pretty picture, a flower... pink... pretty...


And breathe in... and out... ahhh. Make my own coffee I will... yes Luke, join the dark (roast) side... we have Amaretto cookies.

Ok, yes, my name is Chris "Hi Chris" and I... am... a... Globa-aholic... today is day 2 of being Globe free, and everyday is a 'sniff'  challenge... ...it all started when I was a little girl, uncertain of my secularity...

But I must be strong... fight the cravings... so here I am at Pulp Fiction - Downtown Kelowna not drinking Globe coffee... every day is a challenge...

Anyhooo... we went  Huckleberry picking last night - man, there is tons of the stuff, they were everywhere - and then we found some big ones... Kind of look like Blueberries but er not blue... So it was huck muffins tonight - 'maybe I won't have two... maybe'

Apparently you cannot eat too many of these berries or you get aggressive... it is true - bears eat lots.

Pitch
Sólido Properties owns, rents, manages property and buys (beer) - if you are looking for seasonal staff accommodation, contact us. We do not deal with slum or party properties, we do not overcrowd, we provide high quality, value for money accommodation; we provide the type of place where your mum would want you to stay... Actually we are lying about the last bit - we don't know your mum.