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Showing posts with label Valentina River. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Valentina River. Show all posts

Thursday, June 14, 2012

Patrick's Summer Jobs - Intern and Assistant at Hopp's Store


Written on 06-14-12, Thursday 
Background for a Research Assistant - Patrick

How he became the one to find the diary that finally put to rest how the settlement of West Buns got its name; while working as an Intern seeking the truth from the folklore tale of East and West Buns.  

He had seen the ad tacked up on the bulletin board in the hall at school, it was the only one that still had all the pull tags still attached to it; why was that? 
The he started reading - noticing that the deadline of June 1, 2012, 5 PM had already passed; reading on he read the Description of the Project  - To provide support to project partners as they complete background research on case study topics and engage in field work. 
Reading on......     
The instructions started out simply “Please read the entire document before deciding to apply.”   Slowly he read both pages and when he got to the bottom of the last page - it simply said, if you have managed to read all of this call us and the job is yours! 
Patrick assumed that no one ever read past the first page, it so quirky he decided to call and got the Internship.  

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Patrick had taken the Islebus up from Merritt on Route 3 - it had crossed over the Valentina River and then on thru Davoo and arrived at Hopp’s Store in mid afteroon.  
His journey was not one of just time and distance but one of discovery; he had landed the Internship and was now on his way to start his second job as the assistant at Hopp’s Store.   
He was hoping to combine the Intern job with the assistant job at Hobb’s in order to do the research that was required to meet the goals of the study.  When he applied for the assistant job he explained to Bernard the owner why he was so interested in working there.  Bernard hired him sight unseen, just because Patrick said, that Bernard was  like the Will Rogers or Mark Twain of New Island.  The flattery worked and he was on the next Islebus on his way to Hopp’s.
Beside the comics books it was rumored that Bernard also was a history nut!  Everyone traveling north and south stopped at his store, mostly to use the out door privy, but also to hear his outlandish stories - tales.
Bernard explained that Patrick’s duties would be light and that since the New Island Guide book had been published that he had added several small over-nite ‘shacks’ and if someone wanted to stay over nite and ‘chew the fat’ with him they could. 
Patrick would live in one of them.  Also, out back in a shed there was an accumulation of odds and ends - old books, manuscripts, sketch books, and backpacks that Patrick would be free to dig through for his research; people came and went and things got left behind and Bernard kept them thinking that someday their owners would return with new stories to tell. 

Wednesday, June 13, 2012

Sketch by Larry - Summer 2012 - Valentina River



Sketches - Walkabout - Summer 2012 - Cranes - by Lawrence 'Larry' Knowles



Greetings - and Hello Mom and Dad - we're staying at the lodge up the Valentina River for a few days - this morning I took a walk and found this lovely spot - Lavender Cranes feeding - I took out my sketch pad and thought you would enjoy seeing them too.

Travelin' Gal, is letting each of us have a turn posting on her Blog.......we are all fine and well fed!  

Your son, Larry 






Thursday, June 7, 2012

Wild Ride up the Valentina River with Fred



Fred has an old friend, Hector who runs an Eco Tourist Inn/Lodge about 10 miles up the Valentina River.  To get to it we hired a flat bottom boat and ‘buzzed’ up the river.  What a ride! And guess who was waiting for us - the kids of course!  Fred had pre-arranged for all of us to spend 2 nights in a group lodge - built up on stilts - due to the occasional flooding of the river.  His friend is renovating his boat dock, so the kids will be "hired" out to do odds and ends for him to pay for our stay.  


I am going to help out Hector's wife Betsy in the kitchen, she is canning up the last of the season's vegetables - this will be a new experience for me - since the only canning experience I've had is when Julia and I pickled all those red onions last year.





Heavy rain fell that night but we were all snug and cozy and dry!
The next morning we ventured out for a tour of the area.  The kids found the remains of a stone structure, while Fred and I followed a path that led up to the top of a small hill - what a view!
Later we met up with the kids at the ruins; Fred thought that the ruins were from a mill that had been in the area when he was a kid.  I didn’t want to question his memory but if there had been a mill at this site I thought more remains would be there.  To me the ruins looked much older.  I bet there was an interesting story yet to be told.