Down the road a way there is a farm.
It was established in 1872 just a year after British Columbia joined the Canadian Confederation. Around here it’s known as Punch’s place. I hear tell that he sold it a bit back on the condition that he could stay on and live out the rest of his life on the place.
I’ve always admired the spot myself. The new owners have put up a real fine fence but it really didn’t seem to change things much. Saved a few apples from the deer is all.
The new gate is right pretty as well.
We was walking so as to really get a good look at things.
On a way past Punch’s these mail boxes popped up and we almost fell sideways across the centre line from laughing. No one puts mail in them. They’re just for show.
About this time, we decided to go all the way to the public boat launch.
Caught sight of a rooster trying to get through the fence. Ah, I’m just kidding. It’s not a real bird.
Seems like there must have been an agreement awhile ago
to keep the same old fence right on down to the sea.
When we looked across at the calm, sure didn’t feel like leaving.
But we did.
Saw a sign about not peeking.
Nothing can anyone do about walking on the road though. It is public property all the way to the other side of the ditch. Some ditches are just wider than others is all. Not that we stepped across a wide ditch or anything… just saying.
The road was even nicer on the walk back. Best part is it was down hill a little right back to where we parked the truck.
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