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Campbell River, 2023.07.12

This morning I took Oma/Opa's PC in for repair and got it booting again. I have no idea what they did because it wouldn't always POST and it certainly wouldn't boot from the lone internal drive. It turns out the external drive was completely destroyed, I don't know if it was a bad controller or what but it's no more. I hope there was no precious data there-on. I'll find out tomorrow.

Then I went fishing on the Qualicum river, both up by the hatchery (which I toured) and then also below "the bridge" all the way to a campground. I believe there are no fish below "Eric's Riffle" and if you know what I mean then "howdy neighbor"!

In the afternoon I went to pick up the PC and then parked the car and did a ~10km walk/hike up the length of Elk Falls provincial park, climbing about 150m and then down again. It was busy, with a surprising number of fit young people in Lycra passing me at quite a clip. Campbell River is funny; it feels like Calgary but populated with BC'ers. Anyway, the falls were worth the hike and went as far as the entire loop of the river-side trail above the falls. I found the way blocked by a freshly collapsed tree trunk but clambered over that and completed the circuit.

I got in around 20:00 and helped myself to some sweet "Alberta Premium".

rand()m quote

Many men go fishing all of their lives without knowing that it is not fish they are after.

—Henry David Thoreau