Later Tuesday morning we ventured out with Mary and Martin to grab some breakfast at a local bagel place and then walk around a bit more in the city. We found ourselves walking across the Johnson Bridge and then around the harbor. Sea planes are very common here. Every time we were down by the harbor we saw several come and go.
This is one of the pools at Botanical Beach. It doesn’t really do justice to it. For one, you can’t really tell that this thing was about three or four feet deep.
Monday, during our drive up and around parts of Vancouver Island North of Victoria, we stopped briefly at a beach who’s name I can’t remember. It was pretty cool actually. Hardly anyone on it. Loads of stakes out attached to what we imaged to be some sort of lobster pots, or shrimp pots, or crab pots… who knows for sure. We never saw the pots, only the stakes and the line. There was also some awesome driftwood lying around and a great selection of rocks on the beach. We took pictures of the driftwood and brought some of the rocks home.
Sunday late afternoon and early evening we took a drive to the western side of Vancouver Island, not too far out of Victoria, to check out a beach. We landed at French Beach. This was Martin, enjoying the quiet and taking in the scene.