where are they

Let me see, past No Jack, past Niton Junction, right about now they should be half way between Niton Junction and Edson. I am eating my fruit salad and Timothy is playing Jedi Knights and Nathaniel is watching him and we have heard nothing from James and it is 9:15. No Jack? From guys comming into the bar with no jack – no money. Niton Junction is the village at the junction of the road from the now non existant village of Niton and the highway. I taught Vacation Bible School there when my brother was a pastor there and I built a set of steps for the back door of the church building. It is 62 degrees, 17C. Clouds are dispersing somewhat.

Now, 10:15am they should be at Hinton. Can’t see why they would have any stops or such before this. Now the first wave of sleepy may have come and gone. The Mountains will be calling and they will not want to miss that. 3 hours that should be a straight through drive right along passage. Teena went out on the deck and I did not shut the door all the way so there are a few misquetes in here. At 10:00 John called for James but his room was still dark so John said don’t bother waking him but a few min. later when I went down for something James was up so he called John and now John is going to come over for the day.

Funny day not much warmer and the cloud cover is complete again but now it is a funny grey colour. 1:30 pm Where are they? Jasper? That is 6 hours that they have been gone, so if it is only a 7 hour trip they should be half way between McBride and PG. But they all say that it is more than a 7 hour trip so where on earth are they? Now if we had a cell phone – do they work out there? We need a transmitter in the car to get to the satilite and then we could find out! Oh technology. Where are they. What are they doing? Not much going on here. James and John are playing some game and Timothy is and Nathaniel is waiting for me to go outside. Outside. Yes we will go out. More later.

3:30pm that means that they have been gone for 8 hours. Now where are they? Baring trouble and too many pit stops and wake Irene up stops they should . . . be there! They have to be past McBride, they must be . . . there! I don’t know. Where oh where are they. We went across the road and around the bend (you thought I was already there didn’t you?) and voila strawberries. We being Nathaniel and Teena and me. Between them walking all over the berries, and bugs and grass and weeds and thistles tickling and poking and scratching Nathaniel’s legs and making him want to get out of there and the fact that it now is about 80 degrees/ 27 we only got the bottom of a yogurt container covered. Well two layers deep. Too bad my sence of taste isn’t more cute ah accute. With time, patience, and no one running interferance we could have gotten a half cup I think. So we got up and with NDF on my back we trudged on along the perimiter of the trees and over east to the next bunch and along them and somewhere along there we lost Teena so we started to sing “oh where oh where has my little dog gone” – Oh where oh where can they be? James decided that the jello was ready but Timothy and NDF decided that they do not like it. Too bad James put too much water in it, it is too soft and it melts in no time. It is lime flavor. Hummm when will we hear from them? E-hear. Doubt that there will be a blog for a while. Hummm can I send an e-mail? We’ll try it. Later.

6:00pm They have to be there.