HEADING SOUTH ONCE MORE

 POST # 623

The look in Doug's eyes seem to be asking me the question, "where do you think you're going?"  This photo was taken just prior to my departure from his home this past Tuesday.  It was the first time since my arrival, that he blocked the door.  The suitcase and backpack were an obvious sign to him, that something was up.  I gave him an extra special pat on the head, and thanked him for his company, and with that I was out the door, and on my way to Nanaimo to pick up his owner.  His sadness would soon turn to joy, once he saw her return a short while later.

I continued my journey, on to Vancouver for an overnight stay at my niece and her husband's place.  Of course, Ollie the furball was there as always, and he's so cute, I of course had to take a photo of him, prior to leaving.

Here he is, testing out his new favourite box.

Then it was time to go to the train station, to head south once again to Washington, on board the Amtrak Cascades train.

The train departed right on schedule, as we began our journey to the border.  I have been on this journey multiple times, but I had never seen such an empty train as this one.  I walked through four carriages to do a head count, and the total including myself was just nine passengers.  My carriage was completely empty except for me, so I took a photo for the record.

It was a windy and rainy night, and we arrived about fifteen minutes behind schedule, which is normal for this journey.  In fact, I don't think that I have ever arrived on time.  Mary and Dora-dog arrived soon afterwards to pick me up, and we continued our journey to Shelter Bay.  My travel day was now complete.

This morning I just had to take another photo of Dora-dog, just because she's so damn cute.  A visit to Shelter Bay wouldn't be complete without at least one photo of her.

That just about sums things up for this blog post, except to say thank you to my niece, for coming up with a suggestion for how to upload photos once again.  Thanks Nicole.

grateful for every breath,

Paul

The Thoughtful Wanderer