Standing Room only.

Canada is a big country, but for the obvious reason of greed, houses are being built on smaller lots and so, to maximize living space, they build them with an extra floor. The traditional single family dwelling here in Gibsons is being replaced by the likes of what you see here on Gibsons Way, exotically named "Islandview Lanes" which currently have a view of the Islands. That is true at the moment, but will change when someone builds higher on the next lot down.

Build Them High

The townhouses down at the main road junction with Crucil are moving towards completion, not quite typical of construction around here although some features are common, wooden siding, pointy roof etc. These townhouses start at around three-hundred and sixty-six thousand Canadian dollars and yes, there are eight of them on the lot.

Homecoming, a welcome at the Marina

This guy, on the Gibsons sign, was huge, probably a two or three year old, moulting adolescent feathers, we banged our paddles and as the eagle flew away, we could see it's white tail. In a few months time it will be a majestic adult. There is no scale to judge it by, yet a crow was on the other end of the sign and was about one sixth of the size.

Howe Sound, Just before Spring

I'm never on these, stuck at the back, steering the bloody boat (I actually don't do anything, just put my feet up and let the girls drag me all over Howe Sound).

Friday OC-4

There is hope of spring, today, a great hour long paddle over to Soames Point, a break in the drizzle, low cloud but a calm journey out, a few wildlife moments and hopefully, we are back in business.

Rainbow over Howe Sound

Today, bright sunshine, perfect for a walk down "Reed Road Right" past the new development at Vista Ridge (fourth house being built) and a great view of Howe Sound. The two dogs greeted us as usual, big, happy things that run out and bark a bit, wag their backsides in a frenzy and just like people who pass by.

This was taken today by Bill Fanagan and uploaded to the weather network, we saw this rainbow as we had lunch down at Gramma's, of course we did not have the camera. Over a beer or two we called it Bill's Rainbow, a reminder how beautiful nature is and from our viewpoint it originated in our back yard on the hill and stretched over to Keats.

This morning, we both did a similar thing. I went to the shops but before getting in the car I "visited" Bill at the back of the yard for a chat, apparently half an hour later, when Karen was checking the post, she did the same.