|View from Cumberland of the Valley|
That first week in Kye Bay we spent lots of time just hanging out, riding bikes, kicking back on the beach. I even let Chris take me rock climbing, my cousin and his "special friend" even came! On Sunday we rode our bikes to the top of Mt. Washington. From the cabin it's about 25ish miles, and the last 10ish are the uphill to the mountain. I am really glad I didn't know how steep it was at the time. The whole climb it averaged 8-12% grade. We even invited my mother, she nearly died.
|Lovers on the beach (it was cold)|
|Myself at the bottom of the sand cliffs|
|Chris in the middle of the sand cliffs|
|Chris jumping around in the sand|
|Rock climbing at Comox Lake. This was called the devels ladder (scary huh)?|
That Monday we rode mountain bikes again with our new found friends, this time we rode at the Forbidden Plateau (an old Ski Mountain), then we jumped into the river. That was the first and only jump into the river this year, the water was so cold it took my breath away. Damn late summer weather didn't warm the rivers up for us!
The second week we were even more lazy than the first week. Lounged on the beach, rode for a little bit, went on a couple runs, and drank in the sun. One morning I was reminded of my childhood in Kye Bay when we were woken up by F18's (??) that were flying and turning right over the cabin. The first time they came through the house shook! These jets used to fly ALL the time, but now the Air Force Base has some what retired there and it's more of an airport, so we don't see regular shows like that a lot. Chris loved it. I swear if the jet was turning in the opposite direction we could have waved at the pilot and looked right into his eyes. It was perfect timing considering it was just a couple of days before the Blue Angels were flying at Sea Fair.
|My Grandpa and myself. I found that hat in the duplex so I gave it to him to wear (since it was originally probably his)|
|Chris and Grandpa heading out to golf|
|Beach, sun, and water. What more could I ask for?|
Saturday came and it was time to pack it up and head home. It was agreat 2 week vacation, maybe next year I can convince Chris to vacation for 3 weeks?! :-)
NAH, I think 2 weeks was just right!