Oyster's Paradise

This weekend included a trip to Vancouver Island, to the small community of Oyster River, where my Dad lives in a wood cabin within a stone's throw of the riverbank.
While each visit to my dad is memorable, I think this has been one of the best yet - which is interesting because we really didn't go anywhere.
The weekend was spent talking and sharing stories, discussing the family tree and getting to know relatives long gone. Music blared from the little cabin, from scottish music to french music, to 70s, and even some radio shows. We flicked through TV, pausing at news to discuss world events and rant a little (lot) about the evil little man currently in charge of the States. We played our traditional Backgammon Tournament, for which I was not the victor, but did put up some good competition.

A wonderful weekend, even if I almost got stranded on the ferry due to a lengthy nap, almost missing boarding the bus as we arrived in Nanaimo. Photos availabe HERE.