view from the hill

A look at the elements and events that come into view from where I'm standing...
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... the stuff that matters in this life. Some flicker and are gone in a matter of hours
only to live in memory, others become life long travelling companions, never far from reach.

Sunday, May 28, 2006

You Can’t Do This Sitting in Traffic on the 405

Part 2
This last weekend Tiff and I headed north of downtown for some ocean kayaking.

We set out from Deep Cove, a tiny little place on a fjord called the Indian Arm that stretches north into the surrounding mountains. It was a cool and misty afternoon and except for a couple other boats, we seemed to have the place to ourselves. Curious seals visited with us as we drifted under cliffs of pine forests. With a little imagination we could’ve easily been the first explorers to venture up this coast.

The last time I was kayaking was about 5 years ago, so I was a little wobbly at first. I’ve got to take some of the many classes they offer here so I’ll feel more confident in these skinny little boats.

Can’t wait to get out here some more.
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