I miss the ocean. I miss the sound of waves out my window and the silent presence of an infinity of water at my back door. I miss the familiar vibration of a boat’s hull slicing through calm seas, and the hum of engines, and the crackling of the radio. I miss looking up at…Details
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Here’s the result of two most enjoyable spring Sunday bike rides.
A late afternoon departure, hopping on the Seabus, catching bus #236 at Lonsdale Quay, a quick stop at the end of the line to investigate the condition of the Grouse Grind, and then back to the Capilano River for a few water shots… [The Capilano river just below the Salmon Hatchery] Similar posts: Capilano River…Details
On March 22nd, around 12:30 am, the 125 meter-long B.C. Ferries ship Queen of the North apparently ran aground and sank in less than an hour, 130 km south of Prince Ruppert. Ninety-nine passengers and crew were rescued, two are missing. If the two missing passengers are actually lost, this is a tragedy and my heart…Details
You can stand all night At a red light anywhere in town Hailing maries left and right But none of them slow down” Something Fast – The Sisters of Mercy Similar posts: The city, some night Human tide at the Richmond Night Market The Richmond Night Market is over Glimpses of spring Night on the…Details
… Which makes me consider the crucial value of “Radical Moves”. Some were split-second decisions, others were rehearsed mentally for hours or even days. All of them, however, have led me where I am today, through a maze of coincidences and fateful turns. It was all scarily accurate. It was, for instance, opting for the…Details
It’s popular, and infamous. It’s in, hip and fashionable. It’s crowded. It’s steep. It’s mean. It’ll kill you if it can. It’s Vancouver’s baby. It’s the Grouse Grind. They’ve called it a “High-angle Social Club” and “Mother Nature’s Stairmaster”. The mountain trail‘s numbers are harsh. Bottom altitude: 300 m. Top altitude: 1100 m. Elevation gain:…Details
• France lost the World Cup to Italy yesterday in a penalty shoot out, a very disappointing outcome to a game I saw as mostly dominated by the French. But something most incredible happened towards the end and cursed their team: Zidane lost his cool and, for a reason so far unknown, head butted an…Details
A few early stars are already shimmering in the abyssal-blue Eastern sky, while to the west the ashes of a stunning sunset still glow within a distant high altitude cloud layer. It’s a cool night in Vancouver. The man with a question walks at a brisk pace, irregularly stopping to setup a tripod and take…Details
All cats are grey. Cars are few, most people asleep. The air is cool, streets quiet, the night still young but already committed. It’s almost midnight. It’s the best time to run. So just back from work, I chug down a tall glass of juice, put my running shoes on, my knee brace and my…Details
Leaving Vancouver behind and heading north along Howe Sound, one passes by Squamish at the northern end of the sound and then arrives in Whistler, last stop on the road to Nowhere. The town of Whistler is a small mountain resort in full bloom with a bright Olympic future. It is reached in about two…Details
Life in Vancouver is about rituals, some of which I indulge in, some I don’t. There’s drinking coffee, which usually involves an order with a staggering collection of adjectives, something like “I – would – like – a – grande – skim – caramel – latté – machiato – no – oignons – to –…Details
It’s called HDR, which stands for High Dynamic Range. I think of it as Help Define Reality. It’s an avant-garde digital photography technique that blurs the line between traditional photography, photo montage and painting. HDR aims at capturing the subtleties of a scene’s details throughout the entire exposure range. Let’s face it, no matter how…Details
It had been over a year since I’d set foot on a real boat. Ferries don’t count, they are ships and they don’t wobble much. The Sewell’s Marina eco-tour hard hull inflatable doesn’t count either; it feels and looks more like a fast rubber-ducky than a serious boat. But I spent today aboard Prince of…Details