Coming Home from Work

On my way home from work Friday, I was treated to the hot sun and some blue sky. Before I made it home to my darlings, I had to stop for the opportunity to take some shots of the thing that makes this a coastal community. You guessed it, the ocean.



I wish that at the very moment that I was setting up to take this shot a majestic tall ship were coming into harbour. All I had to work with was our less than asthetically pleasing Queen of Burnaby.



As it sounded its horn and ventured out, I was reminded of how, for us Powell Riverites, the ferry marks the beginning and end of most of our great adventures. It also sees our visiting friends and family come and go. I sort of realized that the ferry has become the bookends of our life. For those who don't live here, just think about your experiences with Powell River, unless you fly in, your vacation here is marked by your ride in and out on the big rust bucket.