The Coyote Walk

We're having a spate of sunny, dare I say Spring like, weather here in Vancouver. It definitely gets us out and about. And is a good excuse to not do anything around the house. But that's okay, we don't allow visitors to see how we really live. Anyway, on Sunday we drove to Steveston, which is actually where we lived the past 3 years before coming back to Vancouver. We went on one of our favourite walks along the dike. We call it the "Coyote Walk".

I think Bronwyn came up with that name because it is home to coyotes. We used to be woken up some nights by their eerie howling. The dike is a delta of the Fraser River, close-ish to where the River runs into the ocean. On a clear day you can see the mountains of Vancouver Island in the distance. The Coyote walk leads off the dike, along Scotch Pond, which is a small inlet that used to be used for fishing boats. And is still used for the odd boat.

It is a wetland that is home to herons, owls, eagles, hawks and many types of birds. (None of which graced us with their presence on Sunday). It was quite marshy because the tide was high. Wellies were necessary, but we couldn't go as far as we would have liked without the kids getting their boots stuck.

Steveston used to be a busy fishing town with an active cannery. Most of that is gone. But you can still see the posts of the old buildings and awnings stretching into the dike. This is the best way I have found to carry a squirmy little River. "The Carpet Roll".

We found a log to sit on by Scotch Pond and ate a bit of lunch. We were sheltered from the wind and the sun felt very warm. I think we even got some colour on our cheeks. (I guess when you take a picture it is probably best not to stand directly in the sun).

Of course we didn't see a coyote.