Oink!

We finally made it back to Canada! We’ve been down the Golden Coast of California just taking it all in. Although it is utterly overflowing with people in the towns, we did manage to find some quiet spots in the wild. It’s humbling to know that the state of California has a higher population than all of Canada. Busy place. Good to be home.

We’ll be sharing some of our favourite shots with you through several installments over the coming weeks, but we hope this first set of images will at least give you a flavour for what it was like when we first arrived.

The view from 35000 feet

Along the piers at Fisherman’s Wharf

One last look at San Francisco…

then hop into our sweet ride …

hit the open road…

to our little cabin in the woods

A Dark Horse.

This year, we decided that we’d try to start off the new year with a nice warm week in Florida. As you may have heard, it really wasn’t all that warm (except for the last day!). Nonetheless, we still escaped the snow storms and enjoyed a nice relaxing week.

As always, it was nice to explore a new area with a camera in hand.

Life’s a beach! Yes, it was as cold as it looks.

I wish I could say this is where we stayed.

I think Angela thought she could hide from the wind!

The view from the front seat of an airboat

Desperately trying to stay warm

There were so many of these guys throughout the everglades

Angela’s favourite part of the week was feeding these Ibises

Love the blue eyes

Our walk on the last day started off a little gloomy, but turned into a wonderful day for capturing the uniquely coloured city (as well as some beach wildlife).

Again, not where we stayed

These Grackles (or Gracklers as we came to call them) were the most aggressive birds we’ve encountered. At one point during a patio lunch, they were trying to grab french fries right out of Angela’s hand!

Awesome haircut

Angela loved chasing these little Sandpipers (I think she wanted to take one home as a pet). It’s kind of funny how these things always run like crazy until the last possible moment to finally take to the air. You’d think that a bird would take advantage of its flight right away.

…leave only footprints