West Coast Weldon

September 25th, 2007

The weather on the previous four days across Canada had been amazing, so it figured that the last day we would have some rain.

It was going to be around a six hour drive to the ferry terminal at Horseshoe Bay, the first hour of which was raining and I was driving. A downhill slalom course with a shear drop on the right hand side, torrential rain and windscreen wipers running at full tilt, to the left, logging trucks were speeding past and every now and then, Ben, one of our cats, would appear on my left shoulder like a parrot, wondering what all the fuss was about.

We stopped off at a McDonalds in Hope and we were both very tired, the journey was almost over and we'd both had enough. However, once we reached Abbotsford we were in familiar territory, we had second wind and it became a race for the ferry.

Then the incredible feeling as we arrived at the Horseshoe Bay lineup and before we knew it, we drove on and left the cats babysitting the car on the car deck while we hustled up to the top deck, watching the North Shore Mountains move away as Langdale approached.

As the ferry doors opened, we drove onto dry land and we knew we were home.