Heading home ... to stay for a while

It's my last day in Kitimat. It's been awesome staying with Jackie and Dustin; it's so nice to catch up with old friends. Angela is just as wacky as ever. As usual Jackie's friends have adopted me as their friend and have made my stay here comfortable and memorable.
I loved the queen charlotte islands. Every time you turned a bend in the road the scenery changed. The stormy windswept North tip of the island was my favourite landscape. We had a little adventure on thursday while we were up on North Beach. It's a long, sandy beach that ends at a remote spit, which is apparently accessible by vehicle when the tide is really low. We arrived at the beach at mid-tide and going out so it was perfect conditions for crabbing. Dustin and Angela froze half to death for nearly 4 hours trying to catch the (yummy) little suckers. They were victorious in the end, catching 2 for appetizers later on. Anyway, when the tide was almost at its lowest we decided to try to get to the spit just to see it. So we hopped in the little ford car and the rav4 and were flying along the beach happy as can be. It started to get a little rocky so we were forced to drive closer and closer to the water. Quite suddenly we started to slow down ... and stop ... and sink! The little ford car was buried up to the floorboards in sand and unwilling to go another step. The rav4 was also stuck, but luckily a little 4x4 action and a quick push got it moving again.
We tried digging under the car, building driftwood bridges and laying rocks under the tires of the car but it simply would not budge. On fellow in our group went running up the beach to find help and met a group with 3 quads... they just weren't big or mighty enough to pull us loose. From the other direction our hero arrived. A shiny new white toyota forerunner pulled up and to be honest I really had my doubts about the guy. But he opened up his truck, pulled out a brand new tow rope and had us out in a jiffy. Yay! The car wouldn't end up in Japan!
The next little problem was a rock had gotten lodged in the wheel somehow and the front left tire wouldn't turn. Simple, just take the tire off right? Well, the tire iron with the jack did not fit the nuts on the wheel so that was out of the question. They tried hitting the rock with the tire iron and a bunch of other unsuccessful schemes, but in the end what worked was one of the quadder's sketchy sounding plan >>> "Jack it up, put on the e-brake and give 'er some gas". With a pop the rock bounced out and we were on our way again...back to the safety of the packed sand. It was almost funny, for the next 3 days everytime we hit a bump with the car we could hear more sand fall out from under the car.
I'll have to say that the absolutely only unenjoyable thing about the trip was the ferry ride home. Just another reason to dislike BC Ferries. We left at 11pm from the QCIs and had to sleep on the floor of the ferry until we got the wake up call at 4:15 am! I was so stiff from laying on the floor that I could barely move and we ended up not docking until nearly 5:30 anyways.
Still, we got back to Kitimat safely and will be spending my last 2 days here at Lakelse Lake.
I'm pretty much ready to get home now and stay for a while. I want to get the house in order and the nursery ready soon. I'm definitely getting LARGER and we just have a bunch of stuff to do to be ready for Junior's arrival.
And I really miss Remy :(