​AND THEN SUDDENLY... THE FIRST MISSION UNFOLDS...

On the day after a nice night attending the last of the Kingston Art's and Letter's Club meetings, a remarkable friend takes me up on, hmmm... was it a plea to invite me on a morning's walk. I'd been thinking that a key element of one of the pieces could be found out in the woods... As geography would have it... One of the closest and nicest places for a walk around our neighborhood is partly of wooded...

Belle Park is a jut of land to the north of downtown Kingston. Along the Cataraqui River. Near where they plan to build the third crossing. Access to the wooded portion of the park runs along side a swap, the river and a golf course. They've planted regularly spaced trees which, when reaching a certain age and diameter the local beavers seem to find perfect for damning the swamp.

The diameter of these trees also seems a suitable size for the standing rigging of Ride the Wild Jesus (as it's known now). So, off to see what wreckage the beavers left behind for us... all we ask is that they've left us three...