Going The Distance

Archive for August, 2009

Monday, August 10th, 2009

Gay Pride sparkles, totters and streaks its way round Vancouver’s sunny streets
A mad, multi-hued menagerie of nipple tassels, stilettos and crotchless chaps. Two aged willies wiggle their way down the route to the delight/disgust of the 200,000 strong crowd

Monday, August 10th, 2009

Team GTD race with gusto to the WP&FG bodybuilding competition. Only to find it has been postponed.
Mrs C po-faced as deprived of pecks and pouches.
Meet and interview fantastic gay couple who have adopted the coolest little dude. Totally smitten.
Mike heard the ovaries clanging and I was quickly ushered from the premises.
Interview inter-racial Vancouver couple: Chinese wife, Canadian husband. Building a house. He says: “The fridge is the greatest culture clash: one side is fish heads, the other side is ice cream”

Monday, August 10th, 2009

Mike spends morning taking little people in bike helmets for rides on the bike. Much pint-sized excitement from Alanna’s cousin’s 3 year old daughter and the neighbours.
Mrs C clucky. Danger.
Spend the afternoon with Vancouver documentary-maker, Julia Ivanova. There really is nothing like Facebook for stalking strangers.
All head to the opening ceremony of the World Police and Fire Games. 15,000 athletes from all variants of police and fire work gather every 2 years to compete.
FINALLY see Mounties on horses. Love a living stereotype.
Once again, the press pass is working wonders for Mike’s credibility. In general. (Patchy pubic beard still in our lives)

Monday, August 10th, 2009

Monday, August 10th, 2009

Victoria and Vancouver are the only places until Lima which hold any blood relatives of Team GTD. The barnacles finally have a hull to attach themselves to.
Big thanks to long suffering uncle and aunt.

Monday, August 10th, 2009

Mrs GTD makes like a local and kayaks. In characteristically sun-fearing style, many layers are worn, as if for snow kayaking.

Monday, August 10th, 2009

Located between Vancouver Island and Vancouver on the mainland is a cluster of idyllic islands called the Gulf Islands. They range in size from splodges of land with the odd tree and rock, right up to big islands with lots of residents and hotels. The biggest and most famous of the islands (islands like Saltspring Island) and are hooked up by a network of ferries.
Great friends of my parents have a house on a smaller island, 2 miles long, called De Courcy Island. It’s a private island with about 100 residents. One of whom was getting married, and who was generous/foolish enough to let Going The Distance film his nuptials.
100 or so people gathered on a pebble beach at the bottom of a private lawn to watch Patty, a beautiful artist, marry Alan, an island resident. Bluegrass violins played, the food was gluten free and Mrs GTD spent some quality time with the rosé wine.
There really is nothing like a wedding for reminding me of my fondness for my ginger-pube-bearded husband. That, and the rosé.
Mike tired and grumpy from all the driving. And the drunk wife.