Tuesday. Just Tuesday.

Nothing to tell you today, Ms J.

It was a loverly day. I finally remembered to take my camera to work so I could record the sunrise, but it was less than spectacular this morning. I took a quick pic, but later deleted it.

I did, however, capture this view of our fair Toronto in the afternoon sunshine.


Approaching downtown from the west.

Cool, eh? I see this scene every afternoon as I pilot our empty train back to Union Station from Oakville. We load more passengers at Union, and make all the stops then to Pickering.

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Since I haven't much to tell you today, I thought maybe I'd share a few pics from our weekend at Teen Ranch.


This sign greets visitors as they first enter the property.


The Coach House. We slept here. Seminars were held in a beautiful big room upstairs.


The Dining Room sat about seventy people at a dozen large tables. The food was excellent and plentiful.


Teen Ranch also operates in Australia and Indonesia.


In Europe, too. They sometimes exchange counselors.


There's more to do than riding. There's this swing ... "Try it, Dad. It's amazing!"

So I did. I tried it, Ms J. Meagan held the camera. And my glasses. And dignity.


They strapped me into a harness.


Raised me about fifty feet into the air, suspended between two poles.


And dropped me.

Holy Crap, it was frightening! For a moment, I forgot I was at a Christian camp and yelled something quite inappropriate. Everyone laughed though.


I nearly s***t myself!!!

Meagan collapsed with laughter! I love to hear her laugh. Dinner was served right after this. I wasn't very hungry.

Well that's about it for today, then. Time for bed. Night, Ms J.

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