Trainspotting

My business sometimes takes me into the Fraser Valley, about 25 miles inland from Vancouver, where I have some of my furniture manufactured for clients. I have taken to bringing my camera with me wherever I go now, so when I drove out yesterday I was encouraged by a thick bank of fog and the rising sun. (I was driving east at around 7:30 am).

Near my suppliers facility, there is a river and a train bridge. I thought I might camp out there for a few minutes in the hope that I could catch a train passing over, and get a couple of shots. No such luck - no train. But the bridge could not escape.

When I was taking photos I heard some muffled banging and had to scamper out of the "no go" zone I was in. I had visions of being tossed about by burly Railroad Police, of being trussed up and transported to some secure area while they checked my camera and my heritage (just to be sure I was not some disturbed terrorist). No such luck!

All I found was a sport fisherman getting ready to enjoy a morning on the water. I wish I could have accompanied him for short while.

Steveston Harbor - Another Foot!

Steveston Harbor is one of the tourist spots in the Lower Mainland, and lies just south of the City of Vancouver. It is popular due to its proximity to the ocean, the fact that you can buy seafood directly from the fishing boats, and it has a reputation for good fish and chips.

Until recently DBM and her hubby lived only a short bike ride away from this little gem of a community.

All in all, Steveston had any number of bragging points, but now, it will soon become notorious. As of this morning, another foot has washed ashore. This time on the shores of the Fraser River here in Steveston! The mystery continues. Where will it all end? Will it end?




I suspect that the discovery of another sneakered appendage will not adversely affect the tourist trade in this little community. People have long memories for things such as good fish and chips, but short memories for the more unpleasant things our society can sometimes throw at us.