The Nile Creek originates up in the mountains inland of us and eventually flows into the Georgia Straits, a 15 minute walk from where we will build our house. The other morning Roy and I got up early and walked down to the mouth of the Nile and strolled the beach at low tide. It's a rocky beach strewn with large stumps and logs washed up from past storms. There are grasses and wild flowers and the most amazing views of the mountains on the mainland. We walked and talked and looked in tidal pools and finally headed back to the trailer for breakfast. Roy mentioned that a walk on the beach before breakfast reminded him of holidays we had taken down south. It does feel like we are on holidays. Nice.
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