This past weekend Pam and I ventured up to Whistler village accompanied by our electric bicycles and no children, being the first time we have ventured out for a couple of nights on our own. Leaving our delinquents 12, 15, 17 and 18 split between Harrison and Abbotsford.
I had posted on this on our way up and I’m sure many of you were checking police reports and news media to find out how our children made out, and more importantly if Pam and I were still together.
Well, it was a great success.
Firstly our children did fine without us. I don’t even think we were contacted by them whilst in Whistler.
Bicycling around Whistler gave me a whole new perspective about Whistler. The bicycle trails are great. There are so many trails and they took me to parks, beaches and lakes that I didn’t know existed. Whistler is way more than skiing and the village stores and restaurants. I always liked Whistler. Now I love it.
And Pam and I had a lot of fun together in Whistler. We didn’t spend a lot of time talking about our children (our usual topic). No disagreements! (Although there was that tense moment of back seat driving as I was driving Pam’s van through Squamish). It’s nice to not always spend your time together focused on your children.
A great experience. A Spa in Vernon next month.
It was nice to know that the kids don’t need our constant attention. And yet in another way, kind of sad……..
Pam and I are on the road. We have left all of our cares behind us. Actually it is our children we have left behind. For the first time ever.
As we head up to the apartment in Whistler we have left our children behind in the Fraser Valley. Not an epic odyssey to compete with Homer, but a childless trip none the less. With our children being 12, 15, 17 and 18 it’s not like we are leaving infants that will be snapped up by a child apprehension officer. No chance of that. The government refused to grab them when they were younger no matter how many times we reported ourselves.
Quite simply we are cautious parents. That’s not the same as good parents. We have always worried about them being on their own. So when they have split between Abbotsford and Harrison so have we. Only this week end the family will be split between Whistler, Harrison and Abbotsford.
The reason for this odyssey? Cycling. Pam and I are taking our bikes to Whistler like young athletes do with their expensive sports bikes. We are going with our electric bikes. Admittedly not so athletic although it does take a strong manly thumb to push the throttle of an e-bike. Any way it’s a start.
Several questions come to mind:
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