First thing in the morning we caught the ferry (above is the view from the back of the ferry) and arrived in time to WATCH the storm along Dallas Road in Victoria - the best place for seeing waves. The ferries were cancelled that afternoon due to the high winds.
Here is C being buffeted by the wind.
We stayed in the beautiful hotel we stayed at last time - Oak Bay Beach hotel. This is the view from the dining room. We enjoy the outdoor pool and hot tub that are open late.
Friday night we had dinner at Swiss Chalet. Later the boys and Grandpa played crockinole. Don't know what crockinole is? Here's my explanation. My mom was sufffering with bronchitis so we didn't do many outings. We did make sure to get some photos taken.
On Saturday afternoon, just the boys, my hubby, and I travelled to the Sooke Regional Potholes park.
The most interesting part of the park was the ruins with elaborate stone work.
At the nearby visitor centre we asked and found out that there was a lodge planned for the area. Construction started but the mortgage fell through and the resort wasn't completed. I think it is a shame that it hasn't been replaced or at least completely demolished. The graffiti isn't very appealing. There is a large fence surrounding the ruins with barbed wire at the top and many signs that say "No Trespassing." We were surprised by how many adults were inside since we only found a small hole that a child could climb through.
Here's a link to some great photos of the ruins. I found this great video (taken by a drone) which gives a fantastic view.
There is a lighthouse at the nearby Sooke Museum and Visitor Centre. It was originally located at Triangle Island which is 29 miles north of the tip of Vancouver Island.
On Sunday morning we had breakast at the Village Restaurant (in Estevan Village) which has become a tradition. We attended my parents' church and were blessed by a fantastic sermon. We caught the 1 pm ferry back to the mainland. There was a killer whale sighting during the ferry ride.
At our customary stop at Tim Horton's (in White Rock) before we cross the border, we ran into an old, old friend of mine (ha ha!) who recently moved to Vancouver - Stephen Robb. He's like a brother to me. His sister was my best friend for many years.
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