We’ve been trying to take advantage of the days off we have together, (not to mention the lovely weather) by getting oot-and-aboot and doing some photo walks.
We were lucky to have a stretch of weekends off at the same time (rare!) and our aim was to head somewhere different each time. Okay we’ve done White Rock a few times but damn I love that place.
Just after we arrived a train came on through but we weren’t on the boardwalk yet.
If you are on the boardwalk you’re pretty much trapped if you want to head to the left until the train goes through but hey it is a nicer place to be trapped by a train than on a road crossing.
We used the train as a backdrop to add a little fun motion to the pictures.
There were a lot of kids there dressed for the prom using the pretty boardwalk setting for group and single pics. A few parents were there but it was mostly the kids. The dresses were nice and a heck of a lot less poofy than the dresses the year I graduated in the early *cough* 80’s *cough*.
Like so many colourful birds. It was amusing too to see which of the guys were whipped. You can just tell you know.
Right near the end of the pier was an eagle just sitting there on the outcrop of rocks that shelter the boats there. He seemed oblivious to the fuss he was causing as TONS of cameras came out and lots of squeals, shouts and pointing.
I found out also that I suck even worse at arm’s length photography with the DSLR..but that’s okay. They have their own charm I guess.
Speaking of charming…
When we got down to the proverbial white rock I was shocked to see there was nobody ON it for a change. That changes about 5 seconds later so I was lucky to get one picture of just the rock.
See what I mean?
As well. Sometimes the ascent and descent of the rock makes for some amusingly hair-raising moments. I’m sure more than one or two limbs have been broken over the years not to mention a lot of rock rash on the ass-sliders.
We sat down for a bit on some of the drift wood and I found a friend. I am pretty calm when I pick up one of these things but man-oh-man you want to see a funny freak out when one flies at me. I have NO idea why as they are so harmless but ewwwww.
All and all an enjoyable day. Not too hot and not too cold (even though Tom had brought his jacket JUST in case – frosty boy.)
He didn’t need it.
White Rock is worth a visit if you ever find your way in these parts.