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Snippets From Vancouver Travels

A few shots from my travels around Vancouver today.

hitchhiking spider
This wee arachnid managed to hang on to the side of the car for several kilometers and several stops. I finally took pity and eased it off and into some grass.

window strike goldfinch
Sad to come across what was likely a window-strike goldfinch. It was so pretty I was tempted to take it home, but I’m no taxidermist. I moved it into some shrubbery.

stop harper sign
I ran across several of these modified signs in a Vancouver ‘hood today. Seeing as they must have been tagged years ago, it’s interesting that city crews haven’t removed the additions : -).

Beasts Enjoy White Rock Sunrise

I woke up at 4:30 this morning, and figured I might as well get out and enjoy the sunrise. But where? Thought the White Rock, BC, pier and Crescent Beach would be nice, and was rewarded for driving down.


There were several Great Blue Herons


Seal off the boat slip

heron gull seal white rock


Looking back up the pier

White Rock sunrsie
The view to the west


The view to the east


Crescent Beach


Looking north from Crescent Beach toward Vancouver

Thanks For the Conversation

I was out shooting for a photo project today, and as evening approached, I got myself a cold drink and sat down in a public square to ease my feet and back.

As I unwound, an older fellow pushing a four-wheeler came along. He saw me festooned with cameras and began asking questions.

Sigh. . .

Yes, that was my initial reaction, but then I thought, I’m done for the day, what’s it going to hurt to chat for a few minutes.

Wise decision, Paul.

We shook hands and introduced ourselves.

He was a world traveler and raconteur. He was a photography buff, and we began by discussing what made a good photo — good equipment or a good photographer. We agreed on the later. A good start.

We went back in time to the beginnings of photography, and he knew the inventors, and the dates. We talked paper-backed mid-format roll film.

He recommended a few photo shows that he’d seen recently, and panned a couple, too.

Turned out we’d traveled to many of the same places, but a few decades apart. And he’d traveled to lots of interesting places that I’d never been to. It also turned out we’d even done some similar work over the years. This was good!

He asked if I was retired, and I said, no, that I’d been working on a project today. I gave him my business card, and my volunteer streamkeepers card, and his eyes lit up. Turns out he was proud to support environmental causes.

The plaza was taking on a warm orange glow as the sun moved lower in the sky, and he positioned his wheeler, slowly got himself up and behind it, and said he’d better be moving on.

We shook hands again, and he said, “don’t get old, Paul.”

Damn.

Never underestimate your elders.

P.S. Since we’re first-time acquaintances, I’m not going to share his name. But I hope to meet him again some day. . .

Victoria Coast and Ferry

Some more shots as we headed up to the ferry from Victoria, BC, after last weekend’s SEHAB meeting.

Victoria BC coast
Coast watcher. . .


Lots of deer right in town


Views of Mt. Baker in WA


Heading down to the shore to check out tide pools


A moody evening on the ferry back to the mainland


Rain — that means we must be getting close to home : – )

Thanks, Baba, for the Embroidery – Still Miss You

One of the themes at the recent Editors Canada 2018 Conference in Saskatoon, SK, was indigenous issues, and several indigenous writers and editors spoke about the importance of “remember where you come from.”

This is where I come from.

Baba Ukrainian embroidery cemetary

An aunt found this embroidery, obviously meant for a Ukrainian men’s shirt, and she thought Baba must have embroidered if for me. So my aunt insisted that I take it, and when Yumi and I later drove up to the family farm, we visited Baba’s grave and I thanked her.

She lived a tough pioneer life for many of her years, and yet she had love and comfort for all.

And in the packet. . . It’s like she just walked away from it minutes ago . . .

Baba's Ukriainian embroidery needles and thread

Camping at Lac Le Jeune, BC

I stayed one night at Lac Le Jeune Provincial Park on my way out to Saskatchewan.

cow calf black bear
This cow and calf were keeping an eye on this black bear in the southern interior, apparently without too much concern.


Road in to lake covered in high water


Dock


Setting up camp

camping lac le jeune
Night falls

loon
Early morning loon

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