Finally, the last place we visit is the first place I wanted to go, and the port I most wanted to spend time at. This is the capital of British Columbia, a big city with a gritty, European feel that I love. But...I've gone native and I miss the "real" islands, the small, quaint and picturesque places we've been. This is too big, too much hustle and bustle - and too many tourists.
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The view of Mt Baker on the trip over
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We pull into the harbor along with float planes, water taxis, pleasure boats and commerical ships. Our slip is right in front of the Fairmont Empress Hotel and a prime people watching spot as all the tourists pass right by in front of us. Next to us are fellow boaters whose cats fearlessly wander the dock. In fact, when Jim got up Wednesday morning, he found one cat sitting on our swim platform.
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Sparky? Wiley? This is how it's done!
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Harbor Dodge-em
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We walk to Fisherman's Wharf, the house boat area, dine out and sleep in - basically, all the same things we have been doing for the past three weeks. At the eve of our adventure, Jim and I marvel - and are somewhat alarmed at - the ease with which we have adapted to this vagabond life-style. Even the cats have adjusted and freely roam the boat and run around the deck. We are convinced this itinerant life is for us. Alaska, here we come - next year.
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The Fairmont Empress from our boat
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