Up at 3AM and puttering in the apartment as I am trying to get the whole place in order before leaving for Canada. We are due to be on the 7:55am ferry to Bainbridge Island. We get there in plenty of time and the ride is quiet. Then on to Port Angeles where we arrive two hours prior to boarding. What to do? How about a coupe of Bloody Mary's and some clam strips at the local restaurant. Service sucked, but the food and drink were a delight. Did a bit of a walk about and this is a picture from where we parked the car awaiting the arrival of the Blackball Ferry. Note both country flags.
Hey, is that the ferry coming into port? Yes indeed and I caught the Blackball ferry arriving from it's first run to Victoria. Amazing to see how many cars were in the lot on standby. That $15.00 for a reservation was SO worth it.
And the ferry draws all the closer. A quick call to the office at the port let's me know that there is no elevator and I will have to attack the 20 steps on my own and hey, I did it with only pausing twice. On the way back down, no problem.
Why are we so dazzled by the ferry traffic and the seaplanes coming and going. Truly a moment of pause and relaxation. This has to be one of my favorite places to spend time in the world. Sadly, London is still my favorite, sorry Victoria!
After a refreshing nap, complete with CPAP machine in tow, and Markie back from grocery shopping, a dinner party for 6 was on tap. Appies (as Canadians call them) were liver pate, cheese, and crackers. Cocktails flowed and much laughter. Below, CrowDog and RobynHood arrived just before six with Royce and Tyson in tow. They brought three bottles of wine, salad fixings and a HUGE bag of fresh blueberries from their vines on Salt Spring Island.
This would be Royce who goes by the faerie name of Pussin' Boots. Cute kid who has a bit of history to learn. But we did have a lively discussion and I do think he understand gay history a bit more now.
Took a moment to snap a shot of the first round of wonderful dinner. A shrimp cocktail complete with Key Limes and grilled Ahi Tuna and festive salad complete with heirloom tomatoes from their garden. Have you said yum yet? Grilled salmon was to come next.
This would be Tyson. He is a gentlemen who is deciding whether he is off to Breitenbush. His boyfriend is off in Europe and he is just a cutie to be sure. As you will see, he does not take a bad picture. Can you guess his cultural heritage? I know I was off by a few hundred miles. Yes, I guessed Italian.
Below is a close-up of the broach that Royce wore with the ascot and velvet vest. He was quite pleased with himself and a whole lot more fun before a few too many beverages to be sure!
Wanted to get a picture of the lovely flowers. Markie found the sunflowers at the store and the peach colored Glads were brought by Tyson. A lovely bouquet even with Markie trying to make a scene behind it. But seriously, what's new? Yes, the boys flanked Markie, like that was a huge decision, NOT!
And like I said, Tyson does not take a bad picture. This is the third of three and he has not had a bad shot yet. Oh and he is Swedish and German, go figure!
Hey, is that the ferry coming into port? Yes indeed and I caught the Blackball ferry arriving from it's first run to Victoria. Amazing to see how many cars were in the lot on standby. That $15.00 for a reservation was SO worth it.
It was a nice ride, but boy is it crowded during the summer. No wonder I enjoy it so much in the winter. We were off on our adventure and spending the night in a two bedroom suite at the Worldmark which is right on the inner bay. Below is a shot of the Blackball departing to give perspective on just how close we are to the water.
They all hit the hot tub after dinner, while I went to my room to enjoy some of the wonderful Canadian Olympic coverage. It had been a lovely dinner with a finale of blueberries and clotted cream, but I needed some alone time and well, they were all in a bit of overdrive. And that was our first day in Canada, a good time for all.
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