Not every day has something entirely different. Lucky Saturday. We were at Dundrave in West Vancouver. I walked down to the ocean to look at the ships, look across to UBC, smell the sea air, look at rocks and logs and sand. Looked over the pier - a long canoe. A dog swimming.
The sequences below are the story of reloading the canoe, leaving the dock and heading down the inlet. The passengers are all 'students' from several cultures and the leaders are the white haired lady in the front of the canoe and the gentleman sitting on the back seat. He calls out the type of paddling that the students have to do and keeps them in rhythm.