A funny thing happened as we were making our meticulous plans to move to the homestead in April of 2014. The place we were living in was sold around the end of June, and the new owners were taking possession before the end of September. Although the new owners were willing to let us stay on for the winter, it seemed to be a sign that we should make the most of the opportunity to move up our departure.
The three months after the sale of the property in Langley were a mad scramble. We needed a new plan that would allow us to move our considerable pile of possessions over 2000 kilometres. We also had to wind down our commitments on the West Coast in the most responsible manner possible. We decided that Elaine would hold down the fort in Langley, keeping her job as long as possible and looking after Riley. I would start hauling our stuff and combine each trip with some work on the ground to prepare the site. I could also start arranging some of the many details that are part of moving to a new community in a different province. My own commitments as caretaker and groundskeeper, were more flexible and could accommodate some absences for a short period.