This weekend my dear friend Derek got married to – literally – the girl of his dreams. She’s smart, confident and a total babe. It was an honour to attend the service with only 39 other people, standing in a circle in a field under a big sign that said “YES”. There were no camera flashes or fumbling with speeches, just two people who said what was in their hearts at the moment and a big, healthy, earth-conscious meal – what more could you ask for?

Axe throwing?

Oh, we had that too. Derek and the guys he invited from ‘his side’ are all our old climbing buddies from Rock Oasis (before it was so rudely shut down in favour of condos 3 years ago – which are still not built). As a first-time axe-thrower I was a bit skeptical that I wouldn’t let the axe fly behind me, hitting cars or worse – people, but surprisingly I had fairly good aim. Using the Two Handed Overhead Barbarian Flying Knuckler Technique, I was delighted to hit the target twice and to have the axe stick in the tree once. Not bad if I do say so myself, and something that grizzly bears and USPS store supervisors should be aware of.