I said I was Parky-brained. In my first day-3 post I didn’t say anything about my arrival at the Travelodge where we’re staying. When I finally arrived, almost out of juice, I was met by a line of cheerleaders – some from our travelling road show and a large cohort from the local Parksville/Qualicum support group. Doug Pickard, with his endless energy, had recruited and organized a well oiled welcoming machine. But wait, there’s more. There was the presentation of a cheque for more than $1000 from a recent garage sale and a potluck meal that couldn’t be beat.
If you’re going to get Parkinson’s, you could do much worse than to be living in Parksville/Qualicum.
Here are some pictures that Doug sent me.
Definitely a sight for sore eyes!
Alf arriving with Grandson — no, wait — It’s Brett arriving with Granddad.
Jillian Carson (another parky!) and Katie Nelson arriving. These are the newest Pedalers joining the ride at Courtenay. With the strong head winds today, it was definitely a trial by fire — except there was no fire, just wind, the ‘fire’ is just… You know what I mean.
Ca-Ching! We’ve raised over $18,000 so far.