Racing down the highway with a day-old piece of wedding cake, we really thought we’d miss our ferry to Mayne Island. But we didn’t. We made it. We played bocce. He lost (and consequently had to run naked around the cabin and do ten push-ups). We watched Jaws. We ran hand-in-hand at the Lighthouse and took a picture. It was really cute, at least I thought so. We hiked to the top of Mt. Parke and mooned the camera – it was our honeymoon after all. Nearly seven years later times have changed a little bit, but not that much. Here’s a recap of our most recent family trip to Mayne Island…
We combed the beach in search of pirate glass, crabs, and pretty shells…
admired the cinnamon coloured arbutus trees…
visited the beautiful Japanese Gardens. The cherry blossoms were in full bloom, it was really lovely.
We listened to the sounds of the forest and gazed at tall trees
We all took a turn on this thing. And I’ll admit, it’s still pretty fun!
We climbed around on the rocks a lot. And heard this a lot: “watch out for the green stuff.” Good lesson, thanks, Dad.
She picked flowers. Of course.
We ate way too much
I got reacquainted with my big camera…i-phones are super convenient, but I do love my Rebel.
We took a family photo. Or ten – but you know how that goes. And that tongue is sort of J’s signature move – she cracks herself up.
I snapped a shot of this handsome bald man on the beach…
…and this bald eagle
Rain was forecasted. Thankfully we saw a lot of blue sky!
We went on seal patrol. And spotted a few otters in the process
J sat in this old tree. Fun because her father and uncles sat in this same tree when they were knee-high.
J got her first archery lesson – and loved it!
By the end of the weekend we were all feeling pretty relaxed and digging the rhythm of cabin life. And thankfully, the only one running around naked (and loving it) was that little four-year-old.
p.s. Our trip to Saturna Island last year.