Before the show on Tuesday, we went hiking up in the hills around Cumberland, then came back into town and ate a late lunch, and played some because we good. Anna saw Simon getting ready for the show out the living room window – being next to the venue has advantages!
The show photos, I posted on Friday, but here, have some hiking:
Sketchy Sign is Sketchy. Also six years old.
Into the Woods
One of the effects of having been under and up against the ice shield is that the topsoil – like that of many rainforests – is thin topsoil, particularly in mountains. The rock you see here is actual bedrock. These mountains pushed back the glaciers, but everything else was pushed away:
How Thin Our Soils
There’s coal in these hills, along with other minerals;
this was not far from a mine operating into the 1960s.
Another stream; more bedrock
Lovely without exception
Further down the hill we walk past the site of the former Cumberland Chinatown – this used to be a much larger town, back in the mining days – and get down the slough. It’s a bit mosquito-heavy in the summer, I’m told – particularly for Cascadia! – but this time of year, no such problem:
After hiking around all morning, we stopped at Tarbell’s for lunch – Anna didn’t quite buy the hot chocolate with sortilege (feeling it’s a bit early to be drinking at 2pm) but the pastries were all quite good, were the sandwiches. Anna had a breakfast biscuit with egg she quite liked, too.
Lecturing after Lunch at Tarbell’s
After that, of course, the show at the Cumberland Public House. Then next morning we headed back to Vancouver for bagels and cider and then home. Lots of fun all around.
This photo came from that trip back, but still on the island, the last time we stopped before hitting Victoria on the way to the ferry:
The Coastal Stream
I didn’t really have anywhere else to put it so it’s here. So how’ve you been? ^_^
Up late until 1am comping mandolin. So it’s PHOTOSPAM DAY!
The primary reason Anna and I went up island was to see Le Vent du Nord – Anna had bought tickets to the symphony show they were doing with the Victoria Symphony almost a year ago, and friends bought tickets to their more typical bar show up in Cumberland which followed.
The symphony show was a little too respectable for my tastes. The group tends to the conservative – lots of Bach in the programme this year I see, oh look, you’ve got a Beethoven show – and I was in the washroom queue before the show listening to the somewhat older regulars saying things like, “Well, it’ll be different” with a small about of disapproval.
No photos allowed during the show
They won the crowd over, in the end, which was a bit of an achievement. And it’s a nice theatre.
Anyway, after that, we headed up island. The Cumberland show was in a local pub in the actual traditional sense – they have a Dominion-era license from the 1840s and it is indeed a public house. Anna brought Jean-Claude, of course – it’s required!
Jean-Claude Mamut stands in rapt attention!
As you can see, we were front row, again. Anna is a huge fangirl and will not be denied; I’m mostly brought along for the ride. XD Camera conditions were difficult, but I got a few nice shots:
You might recognise this stage from a couple of days ago.
Dark is a supervillain’s favourite colour. Also Batman’s. Think about it.
I got this
The microphone was not actually spring-loaded and did not actually thwock Simon in the eye. It merely looks like that’s what happened. I was not involved. No, honestly, I wasn’t.
The only shot of Olivier that came out.
The energy was good in the pub and we had a lot of fun. After this we went hiking before heading home; I’ll post some nature pictures next.
First: I got the CD orders shipped this afternoon! So if you’re waiting for those, you should have email with dates. ^_^
Okay, now, to the rocks. I’m not a geologist, and being all Fire Nation Asshole, not much of an earth-bender sort, but the south coast of Vancouver Island will turn anybody into a geologist.
We actually discovered this kind of by accident. Trans-Canada Highway 1, one of the longer highways on the planet, starts in Victoria. It heads north up the island, then ferries over to the mainland, then goes back to BC and makes its way east eventually via bridge and ferries and such alllll the way out to St. John’s, Newfoundland. And I knew there was a marker monument at the road’s start, so we went to see that.
So on Sunday after the symphony show, we went to High Tea:
Anna at High Tea
And before going to play at Norway House – which I did later that evening – we went to see Mile 0. On the way there, we found this:
Comfy Cement Mattress Bench is Not Actually Comfy
Now, Mile 0 is obviously pre-metric, which is kind of hilarious, since everything else is metric. But more hilariously, TC-1 gets really tiny on the way to the end. In town, it’s a large city street – like Aurora, only not as big and far better controlled – and at the end, it’s basically a park access road.
That’s from the sidewalk. The only car you see is parked.
And after wandering through the very nice Beacon Hill Park, we got to Mile 0 and Terry Fox’s statue.
And while taking pictures, we saw someone run somebody else off the seashore road. We were already going to explore that a bit anyway, since it’s the meeting really of the Salish Sea and the Pacific Ocean, but the near-accident pointed us to a stairwell down the cliff, where we found this insanity.
I mean seriously, what.
See how all those pretty much unlike rocks are crammed up against and into each other and shit? That is madness. Welcome to the subduction zone. According to Fishy, Vancouver Island was actually – many millions of years ago – torn off from Alaska as the Alaskan plate moved north. So it’s violent and different and merged and mixed up in all sorts of crazy ways. To wit:
Go Home Rocks, You Are Drunk
And some places it just looks like a volcano went off. Which… arguably it has. Fairly recently. But that’s not what made these rocks. All these rocks are dozens of millions of years old.
Not a Lahar, Not Lava Either
I’m telling you, the Doctor Who episodes you could film here would be epic.
We hiked around for – I don’t know, really, I’m bad at time. A couple of hours, climbing up and down things. As everywhere in Cascadia, they have beach logs, one of which apparently belongs to a giant robot.
After that we hiked on back to the hotel, from which we headed north to the show. And I’ll post about those bits tomorrow, while the water heater is being replaced. My first stage experience in four and a half months! How did it go? Find out tomorrow. ^_^
Back, but playing catch-up liek woah. I have some orders to fill (yay! And that comes first!) so if you’re ordered CDs and are reading, they’ll be going out Thursday or Friday, probably Thursday, which for most of you, means today.
As I get caught up, I’ll be posting some pictures over what’s left of the week. Or you can see them out all at once on my Flickr stream if you can’t wait. ^_^
Anna on Lookout Duty
Right then. Great trip, but I’m writing this the night before, like I occasionally do, and it’s bedtime. Good morning! :D