B.C. Ferry

It is amazing, the last leg of the Conga.. The sun is shining, it is warm, we don't have heaving coats on, not like last year, sitting at the ferry in the rain. I don't know what to expect from minute to minute. The closer we get the sillier we get, the more excited. The waves and honks, thumbs up and questions, and smiles is totally amazing. We are all still in our pinkness. We have the pool noodle still on our bikes, it's not over till its over.
I suggested that Wilbur/Eric takes off his helmet and walks around collecting donations. At first he couldn't believe I would want him to do that. Everyone was talking to us in the line ups and of course as soon as they do, we ask for a small donation. We collected about 50 bucks before we got on the ferry. Some real nice people.. As the ferry was unloading the big trucks were honking and it was quite a commotion. People wanted pics with us.
We get on the ferry, ate, and started walking around.. Wilbur rocks, well,, we walked with him and watched for the people with the smiles and interest. There was one guy in particular, liked Eric... I mean, really like Wilbur, smiling at him. He was loud and boisterous, and told him he like his hair. He seemed very interested in Wilbur... if ya know what I mean.. he did help us get more donations, not to mention, lots of laughs.. Some one politely said... I'm sorry he is not interested.. too funny,the guy just says as he scratches behind his ear.. I know.. but the second time around the ship we got another 20 bucks from him. Total funds from the Spirit of the Ferry were over $200. heck we even had some of the employee's donating. It is just amazing when men wear pink, and for a cause what happens.