I’ve got some time off. A lot of time, actually. I’ll spend most of it working on some projects and skiing. But today I drove and ferried out to Vancouver Island’s west coast, where it’s storm season. Big weather and big waves crashing down on rocky shores and wide sandy beaches that go on as far as the eyes can see through all that sea mist. Been out this way a few times before, but never while the Pacific was particularly angry. So, knocking something off the bucket list.

It was dismal grey and a little rainy when I left home, bound for the ferry terminal. A promising start.