The fifth day of the 7 day trip was the last day I had time to take photos on, as we’d be moving my sister in to her new place in British Columbia and all the various things involved with that, and a big family dinner. Rather I suppose I should say, I took photos, but not the kind I share on Tailgrab.org(y).
We ventured out along the mountains through fog, under fog, over fog, and here’s what I captured.
For a while it just seemed to be following the mountains, ribbons of fog all around.
Then we arrived at this little lake outside of Pemberton called One Mile Lake. There was a boardwalk all around the lake so you could walk around and enjoy it, and paths that went through the nearby forest as well. The fog and the clouds really worked their magic in these photos.
Along the forest path I made the attempt to make Horo and Alice look as though they were walking along it. Sadly people kept walking by with their dogs and I had to keep moving lest they be knocked over. So the posing once again was compromised, and while I think Alice looks like she’s walking, Horo however, her legs are too far apart and too planted on the ground. Oh well, you probably wouldn’t have noticed if I didn’t point it out.
And that’s the end of the photo aspect of my trip. It was now time to head back to the Vancouver airport and catch my plane. I’d booked my plane to leave 5 minutes before my mothers so we could go to the airport at the same time and things would work out better, less waiting around for either of us since there was only one rental vehicle. We make good time getting to Vancouver despite the GPS giving wonky directions that made us take a wrong exit/road. Once we got past Stanley Park on BC-99 the ‘fastest’ route, there was a Santa Claus parade happening. It would go from Cardero St, to Howe st, to Davie St. The precise route we’d have to take through the city to get to the Airport. Instead, us and many other cars are forced onto side streets that are all stopped. Now apparently BC-99 is not really a main route like say a GPS might inform you it is, it’s definitely a downtown city road, and Vancouver is a terribly poorly executed city with regards to quick routes to it’s airport. Thankfully despite this parade on a main road, we did manage to arrive at the airport in time to catch our flights. The self-serve kiosks even worked fine! AND! My Airbus A320-200 that sounded like death on takeoff had power! So I had a great flight home.
I think I need to stop visiting places that are better than On-terrible (Ontario), it really makes On-terrible seem worse than it is.
PS: Even the cheque the airline sent me for the refund somehow ended up at another address and had to be re-mailed. The people who received it opened it, realized it wasn’t theirs, left a note inside saying they’d opened it by accident and didn’t remove anything and to call them if there were any issues. That was nice of them. But seriously, how did everything relating to that one flight get so screwed up and delayed? Super unlucky!