Whew! Now that was a close call. The last time I made my way down Highway 1 the culprit was a doe who'd followed her partner out into the middle of the roadway. Luckily that evening I managed to squeeze my car between the pair of them, the doe coming away with nothing more than a bloody nose after grazing my side mirror and passing unharmed to the other side.
Last night: a slightly different story...an adult human male this time, wandering drunkenly down the middle of the south bound lanes near Duncan. Once again, I swerved at the very last moment to avoid a horrendous collision. Pulled over, dialed 911 on my cell and learned that at least one other driver had had a similar close call and that police had already been dispatched. I continue to marvel at my fellow travellers.
Other than that it was a wonderful evening as the Quartet played for a near full house at the Dancing Bean Cafe in Chemainus. Rosie played a fine mandolini, Nancy's solo on the chimes was a marvel...and Kelly? Well, what can you say about someone who plays flawless bass on a song he'd heard only once before? Thank you, Kelly. Thank you guys. Now, if only I could remember all the words to my songs. I shall do better, I promise.