Content to be able to spend a few days with Chuck Pefley, a professional photographer for over 30 years. He has a photo Blog "One a Day - Mostly Seattle" (<-- click link)
Content to be able to take a few days off over to Vancouver Island. We left at 10 seconds past 5:30am to catch the 7am ferry from Tsawwassen (Vancouver) to Swartz Bay (Victoria). We left our driveway in torrential rain with sounds of thunder and arrived in the ferry line-up in plenty of time
Chuck rode his new Piaggio MP3-400
While I rode my new Wee Strom (Suzuki DL650) . Our plan was to land in Swartz Bay (Saanich Peninsula), ride some local backroads on our way to Sooke. Then take Hwy 14 north to Port Renfrew and then East on the newly paved forest road back to Lake Cowichan.
(Port Renfrew, BC)
We were accompanied by Ian (tall guy on the left), the only one of us who is not vertically challenged who resides in Brentwood Bay.
We decided to take another photo on the pier to show that we did actually ride to Port Renfrew as you could not tell from the trees in the background (on the prev photo) where we were.
(Pier: Port Renfrew, BC just past the Pub - Chuck, Ian & Bob)
(Paved forest service road, Upper Harris River between Port Renfrew & Mesachie Lake)
While we did have a "few" (very few) breaks in the weather, it was mainly rain, torrential rain & heavy rain so photo opps were few and far between. At times if felt like monsoon season.
Content to watch the master photographer at work setting up his shots, paying particular attention to his footprints and camera angle.
(Piaggio MP3-400ie: National Harbour board pier @ Granville Island, Vancouver, BC)
We devised a signal system to alert each other when we wanted to stop for photos. While we were nearing the Athlete's (Olympic Games 2010) Village, Chuck "tooted" his horn. This was the signal.
You can see Chuck struggling to put his MP3-400 into position, and while shooting over his shoulder we ended up with this . . .
This photo of the Piaggio MP3-400 was done in the style of Steve Williams "Scooter in the Sticks"
(<-- click link) .
We spent an hour or so at the local night market and I got another chance to follow the Maestro in "action"
The rest of us were content actually devouring the food, while Chuck was busy photographing.
AND VERY SAD:
Today, our pet of over 15 years is GONE. She had been ill and we had to sign the papers to put her to "sleep" . I came home to check her food and water, forgetting that she is not there. No longer will I have the opportunity to give her a loving pet when I leave for work, or arrive home. It feels eerily silent and knowing that we will never see her again, except in pictures past.
All we have is her empty collar, and it makes me sad to see it just lying there on the table, empty . . . devoid of a purpose. It brings tears to my eyes.
(RIP: Szan Szan, our White Chow, friend and companion for over 15 years)