8.20.2012
8.19.2012
8.18.2012
8.17.2012
vancouver>prince george
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| brunch, minus the mimosas |
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| first bear seen, unfortunately in the form of roadkill. |
8.16.2012
oh what a life!
Britt flies out first thing to begin on a journey of a much different ilk...nursing school. Then it's just me, me and the road. The first book I fondly remember owning and reading on my own was yukon ho. I still remember wondering what it would feel like to set out as they did.
8.15.2012
lopez island>vancouver
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| weren't we just in NZ? |
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| went out for a stroll on the spit on the early low, and found squirting clams all over the joint |
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| finally outsmarted the elusive Tresus capax (Horse clam), unfortunately they're outta season, so i buried it out of reach of the waiting gulls, but it was cool to see. this specimen's shell alone was easily 6 inches across, not to mention the siphon |
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| water catchment! |
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| the lions gate bridge in vancouver. it was strangely similar to driving out of the park, onto the golden gate |
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| awkward car shot from the bridge |
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| arrived at camp for the night, at Porteau bay, on supposedly the southern most fjord in north america |
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| pretty cool recycled tire roofing on the ampitheater there |
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| suppertime:beef+minestrone |
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| vancouver skyline from the north shore |
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| a shopping cart bedazzled by the sea |
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