Waiting

We are currently hanging out in Port McNeill on Vancouver Island.  There are gale warnings north of us and gale warnings south of us.  No safe exit strategy at the moment so we have been waiting out the weather for a few days while we decide which way to go.  Oddly enough, the weather where we are sitting is pretty benign. Sunny and calm.  It's only about 60 degrees out but it feels like a heat wave since we have been having lots of fog and days in the low 50's.

Here are a few photos from our last couple of weeks.


Fish tacos anyone???

Can you say foggy?


Brenda next to the worlds tallest totem pole


This is the big city up here...watch out for traffic!!!


A First Nations burial ground at Alert Bay


Our hiking weaponry...a fog horn and bear spray.
Tons of old logging relics everywhere up here...right next to a great swimming hole.


We are planning on heading out in the morning but aren't really sure where we are going as of yet.  Hopefully we will figure it out overnight.

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  1. PawmahAugust 6, 2014 at 5:06 AM

    Great pictures! Looks like you're having lots of fun! Love you both ... xoxo

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