A few days ago I discovered that raccoons had managed to rip a hole in our bike storage room and were threatening to make it a permanent home. After a brief standoff where we stared each other down they left long enough for me to consider a repair. Not wanting to do things half way I went to the hardware store to get enough hardieplank cement fibre siding to replace the whole affected area and deter future encounters with my unwanted guests.
I managed to get it all on the bike, but the hardieplank was a little heavier than expected and I was getting close to the capacity of the bike.
In the spirit of making memories and not garbage; I met with my friends Ian, Dominique and Frederich for a stand up paddle around English Bay. Starting at the place that links us all. The Jericho Sailing Centre somehow courses through our veins, with a deep connection to the ocean, non powered recreation and fun.
We met at 9:30am and set out to paddle around the tugboat boy just west of the entrance to False Creek. There we met two busy bald eagles who had taken up temporary residence to feast on what seemed to be a recently caught seagull carcass.
Eagle on Tugboat Boy
We the headed west with the current and paid a visit to one of the dozen freighters at anchor waiting in the bay for its turn to load up on Canadian cargo.
The weather could not have been milder, I was overheating a little in my wetsuit. I was very happy to spend my Boxing Day morning this way.
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