
7:15 am
There’s no line-up at the CO-OP gas station in Ganges.
Without a line-up, you can see that you are going the wrong way.
With a line-up, you can’t.
Salt Spring Photographer John Cameron

7:15 am
There’s no line-up at the CO-OP gas station in Ganges.
Without a line-up, you can see that you are going the wrong way.
With a line-up, you can’t.

A floatplane is dwarfed by the Salt Spring morning sky.

Arriving back from two weeks in a much warmer and sunnier climate can be a reality check. Above is our Dash-8 in Vancouver at 8:30 am ready to take us from YVR to YYJ.

The ride from Swartz Bay (near Victoria) to Fulford on Salt Spring Island was also turbulent.

7:30 am on a foggy Ganges morning. There’s a sign that says ‘shipstones’. Which could mean ‘ship stones’, perhaps after the lovely and famous Tancook Whaler of Mahone Bay, Nova Scotia area. It had ballast of beach stones that tended to rattle around a bit when the ship tacked. Or I could be all wet on this one; perhaps it means ‘ship tones’ and is a nod to the live music on the seaside patio.
Either way the brightly lit sign is a nice contrast to the ghosted masts in the background.

You’ve seen Cameron the wonder Westie before. This is his grown up, on task pose: sitting partly sideways, ears up and watching over the neighbourhood. It’s raining, but I’m not sure he knows or cares. He comes from a long line of wet Scottish Highland dogs.
This photo was taken last week. Since then he’s been to the spa and is looking much more citified.
Photographs of Salt Spring Island and areas reachable by ferry and road (and sometimes off-road).