Beaches and Dogs – Friday

This morning, we drove to a few neighborhoods and beaches.  While we were getting ready, the girls were snoozing in the quiet of the campsite:

 Daisy stole Poppy’s chair.  
Poppy didn’t even notice.


We have both forgotten the name of the first beach we visited.  It is south of Powell River.  We met a man originally from Germany who was out for a bike ride.  He is 80 years old and looked 60.  He biked the 10 km there for exercise.  He gave us some ideas for businesses.  For example, he said many people heat with wood, but it is hard to get wood delivered.  He said a pick-up truck and a chainsaw and an agreement with the paper mill is the start-up.  He also said that there are many opportunities for people who want to provide services for seniors.   Unfortunately, I did not get to talk to him as long as Paul did because I was cleaning up Daisy’s “tossed breakfast” all down the truck door and on her bed.  Poor baby.


The next beach we went to was Palm Beach.  In case you are wondering, there were no palm trees there, but lots of houses and businesses have palm trees on their properties — planted, not in pots.  Really!

This picture shows how dry it has been here.  The grass is dried out everywhere.  There hasn’t been any rain.  It looks like Saskatoon in August.


The Incredible Hulks

The ocean, like Lake Diefenbaker, defeated us again!  Did it see the Hobie coming?  We had no wind, but we still went out today.  We launched at Willingdon Beach (with some difficulty), and travelled north until we came to the old Townsite where the city installed concrete ships as breakwater.  Our friend Gregory had told us about these and sent pictures from his visit.  We weren’t sure if we could get up close, but some women on the beach near the Townsite said we could, so off we went.  There is one by itself, which we were able to float right around.  The others were closer to shore.  These were war ships.  This grouping forms the largest breakwater of its kind in the world.

Trees are taking root.   

Poppy is gettiing a better look.  

The rest of the hulks:

Daisy hadn’t been feeling well earlier, so she stayed home.  Poppy was pooped and tried so hard to sleep on the trampoline, but couldn’t:


Of course, she got to go “cracker dog” at the beach near the Hulks, and that added to her sleepiness.  Here is the Hobie beached near the Townsite: