We have christened him “Duck Mullins” after my fishing and
hunting buddy Dennis “Doc” Mullins in Nanaimo.
He is now glued to the dashboard beside our “hula girl” (so
far unnamed but that could change in the future) that Karen bought me for
father’s day. She had to special order it off the Web and have it delivered
because for some reason there is a shortage of “hula girls” available for sale
in Nanaimo. Take not Nanaimo merchants!
We use our hula girl as an indication of how bad the roads
are. If she is nice and relaxed, just sitting there looking all Hawaiian, then
the roads are good, level and not full of pot holes or patches. If she is
swinging back and forth with a good rhythm then the road are not in great
shape, but not horrible. Sort of like the old Island highway. If she is shaking
her booty like a Latino lap dancer then the road is shit. This is what most of
Saskatchewan and the Gaspe Peninsula roads were like. If we didn’t have rattle before these roads would have installed
them for us!
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