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The travels of a vegetarian werewolf around North America, as it creates memorable acronyms to help remember the different states and regions.
Chipmunka
Greenygrey
With winter settling into the northern hemisphere do you yearn to travel and escape to exotic and wonderful locations.
This book was created out of such desires, with the literary nonsense fantasy travelling helping my mind escape from the reality of dark cold nights through the epic and touching adventures of the Greenygrey.
Over time, the Greenygrey's Rambles started to take shape, and the idea of creating memorable acronyms and meanings to distinguish the different North American regions took shape, and the Greenygrey's adventures became more meaningful.
By the middle of the journey each blog became a bit of an epic, with new fables, characters and twists brewing up in the mid-west and following the reluctant hero east to the Atlantic Coast.
Acronym example: the D2KNOT ties up the USA down the middle, with the Dakotas in the north followed in a southerly direction by Kansas, Nebraska, Oklahoma and Texas.
Excerpt
Canada 3, Basmoq 3: Saskatchewan
Socialising with Sasquatches in Saskatoon, Saskatchewan
You know how it is when you haven't met someone, and you don't know if you're going to get along; well, that's exactly how I felt as I crossed from Alberta into Saskatchewan.
And not only was I entering the unknown; it was for a meeting with sasquatches. Now, I was as ignorant about these creatures as you probably are, having only seen grainy pictures of them on television and in magazines or newspapers. You know, their cousins looked pretty nice in Bigfoot and the Hendersons, but you don't know if Hollywood is providing an accurate picture do you; am I right or what? And even if bigfoots are nice, does that mean sasquatches are too?
Well, anyway, I digress. Let’s get back to my epic journey. Crossing the border I passed through Swift Current to Moose Jaw, where I stopped for lunch; I didn’t fancy any moose jaws, so I thought I must be a veggie. From there I skirted above Regina, and was going to head straight into Manitoba, but then got the invite from the sasquatches in Saskatoon. To tell you the truth I could have done without it, as I was already weary from the day's journey, but I kind of felt obliged to accept, as it's not every day you get an invite from fellow mythical creatures; there's not many of us left in the world you know.
So up I went, travelling north through unspoilt countryside, until suddenly in the distance I could see about a dozen sasquatches with a big 'Welcome GreenyGrey' sign on a hill. It was great to see after a hard day's travelling, and I headed over in their direction. And what can I say about the evening, it was just superb; they put on a great feast for me, and we drank and danced all night long. I'm telling you, Big Foot and the Hendersons doesn't do them justice as far as I'm concerned.
Anyway, to cut a long story short, I ended up staying over although I hadn't intended to, and it was with a heavy heart that I bade farewell to the sasquatches in the morning. The evening had invigorated a jaded Greenygrey, and I made good time in the morning. After passing through Yorkton I was on the Manitoba border by lunchtime. Would I ever return to Saskatchewan or see the sasquatches again? I certainly hoped so.
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