Gig Posters

There's a promoter in Vancouver who not only puts on great shows but also generally puts together really nice posters to advertise the gig. Below is a random few of the gigs we've been to since we arrived. Tells it's own story. I'm not sure these posters have a universal appeal but they make us happy. And they might provide some much needed relief from looking at pictures of our ugly mugs. Most of the gigs were in Richards on Richards - the Whelans of Vancouver. It's about twice the size but has a very similar atmosphere.

This was a truly inspirational gig. They pretty much played all of the album Alligator which is one of our favourite albums for a long time. Some guy kept shouting up encouragement to the band to compensate for their lack of banter during songs. "That sounded amazing", "You guys make beautiful noise" etc which was sweet and the band seemed to really rise to it. They opened with Secret Meeting and it all went uphill after that. Mr November was a real highlight aswell. Their final song (a new one) was absolutely beautiful. Excellent gig. Our last time in Richards?

This is completely sold out apparently - can't wait til Sunday night. And it's in our favourite venue, The Commodore Ballroom. I'll let y'all know how it goes. Wolves, frogs and whales.

Went to see Mountain Goats last night. Great gig. For 2 fellas with only an acoustic guitar and a bass the fairly brought the house down. Fricken Rock N Roll! as a Canadian would say. Best atmosphere at a Canadian gig aswell with everyone singing along to the storybook lyrics.

We ended up leaving early for this one such was the dismalness of Pink Mountaintops. Frog Eyes were great.

Left early for this one aswell..... Franz Ferdinand were like a pub band playing a stadium gig. Utter noxiousness. Death Cab For Cutie who we actually went to see were grrrrrreat though.


So impressed were we with Frog Eyes that we went back to see them headline their own show a couple of weeks later. The real highlight was the Sunset Rubdown set. Spencer Krug from Wolf Parade's other band. Definitely the best individual set we've seen.

And one that got away....... We were about 3 months late for this one. 2 of our favourite bands on the one lineup. The poster was amazing though. Sigh.

Elvis Sheflin

Lineup on the second stage

Here are some random photos of our weekend at the 3 day Sasquatch Music Festival at the Gorge in Washington USA aka Honey Bucket City (the portaloos were flatteringly labelled "honey buckets"). It was a pretty amazing weekend even if we spent it on a strict fibre avoidance strategy to try and avoid having to visit the honey bucket more often than was neccessary.

The Natural Amphitheatre Setting

The lineup was one of the best I've seen anywhere and all the bands played really great gigs. Highlights were : Death Cab For Cutie on Sunday night (the solo rendition of "I will follow you into the dark" just as the sun was setting was pretty special) | Queens of the Stoneage who rocked even more in the geological setting of the Gorge | Ben Harper's 2 hour set on Saturday night (he kept 20,000 people pin-drop silent for his acoustic set - absolutely incredible) | Iron and Wine on Staurday afternoon | Returning to the campsite very tired on Saturday night to find that our tent is in fact bulletproof (it is tough enough to withstand sleet snow and ice, the seering challenge of the sun AND constant driving rain) | Our guacamole, orange juice, chocolate danish, beer and sweaty cheese diet making a mockery of our fibre avoidance strategy | The resulting liberal laying of cable in the honey bucket | biscuit in the basket | rabbits in the headlights | cool tatoos | uncool tatoos | watching a lexusful of gingers having to consult the manual to figure out how to activate the 4WD on daddy's lexus after getting stuck up to the arse in a muck hole in the campsite | Ben Gibbard's "drum off" on a baby sized kit with his drummer | The sheer expanse of the bonnet of our hired Ford Crown Victoria (the car of choice for Canadian cops - it's like driving your sitting room around - handles like an elephant on ice) which we used as a sunbed/dining table all weekend | Seeing a couple of these yokes on the road on the way home and deciding we were going to drive to South America with one - car to be acquired | Sufjan Stevens releasing a load of half size inflatable Supermen in to the crowd during his song "Superman" | And finally hearing my favourite song ever played live : The Shins - New Slang.

Stephen Louise and M (holding my beer....)

Iron & Wine on Saturday Afternoon

Waking up at 8am on Sunday morning to the sound of Death Cab For Cutie doing their sound check was nice aswell :) Beck was dissapointingly unfunky -I think the Scientoligists got his soul.

Hilariously Ineffective Shelter from a Surprise Heavy Hailstorm

We missed the Flaming Lips cos after the Hail Storm we all had wet feet and given that everything was delayed by nearly 2 hours we were absolutely knackered standing around. They played a very similar set to the Electric Picnic last year from what we could hear (Riddip!!) including a very successful cover of Bohemian Rhapsody.

Bleary Eyed View From the Tent on Sunday Morning

My international beer enjoyment problems continue unabated. I had my beer confiscated by a very dilligent Beverage Enforcement Officer because I didnt have the "My mammy says I'm allowed drink till I fall down" wristband nor could I produce a passport or birth cert at short notice. I tried to reason with him using only the persuasive power of the words Buddy! and Dude!! but to no avail.

Thanks aswell to Louise and Stephen for putting up with us for the few days. In my Guacamole haze I neglected to pick up beer on the way down and Stephen kindly kept me well oiled for the weekend. M bought some homemade honey champagne wine from some young lad without socks at some stage aswell. She started mispronouncing animal noises very soon after that :)

The Wookie Stage

More Amazing Backdrop

Elvis Sheflin

For those of you who aren't familair with Elvis Sheflin's other work see here. Josh Homme is normally a very ginger man bearing a remarkable resemblance to Henry Sheflin, but he turned up on stage with dyed black quiffed hair and eyebrows, doing Elvis dances and speaking in a Southern drawl. Very hilarious indeed.

Queens of The Stone Age on Sunday Evening

After a weekend of queuing in the wilderness for overpriced beer and food you wouldnt normally consume if they were giving it away, Monday morning's Hash Brown Overdrive featuring Rivers of Ketchup in McDonalds in Elllensburg was a real affirmation of the existence and neccessity of wanton, reasonably priced convenience. Hurrah for America. We truly had a Memorial weekend.

The Ugliest Car on the Planet

And so ends my 3rd class essay. Tune in next time for my celebrated Inter cert opus The Haunted House on the Hill - spellchecked and republished in its entirety.

Edit : seeing as the above post is scattered with toilet references I was amused to be told by the internet when i clicked publish that "This may take a few minutes if you have a large blog" Make it quick if you're in a honey bucket.

Warm Coleslaw (Bears in the Ditch)

Scene from our recent road trip

Hello from sunny sunny finally honey Vancouver. The weather has taken a serious turn for the better over the past week or so. Temperatures got close to 30 degrees downtown today. It's like a different city when the sun shines. Air conditioning in work however went on the fritz so, in protest I turned up after lunch dressed only in a pair of speedos. They had the air conditioning fixed in 5 minutes!

Bears, Snakes, Hypothermia, Chronic Bed Head........

Last weekend we finally took the plunge and rented a car. Well actually what happened was we thought it was a bank holiday weekend - turns out we were a week early - and we had decided to head for Wells Gray Provincial Park. We figured we'd need a tent for Sasquatch so why not pick one up early and break it in. So we picked up a fancy tent (it's probably our most water-proof purchase yet!) and some crazy self inflating mattresses and we were all set. We were just going to hire a Yaris but it didnt have a cd player so we upgraded to something equivalent to a Primera for an extra 10 bucks a day. You can't go on a roadtrip and listen to the radio! In fact I'm not sure you can go on a roadtrip in a Yaris period. (edit: howya Aideen!) The hire car was a pretty pokey yokey even though it was an automatic 2.7litre job.

Open Fire, Orange Tent, Warm Beer, Bear Denial......

Great roadtrip altogether. We ended up doing 1200km in 2 days but you hardly notice it because the roads are so good and you dont have to concentrate as much in an automatic.... It had an autopilot button aswell which I was too scared to push. Could've ended up in Winnipeg.....and no one wants to end up in Winnipeg. So the first 300km was on the trans canada Highway - 4 lanes in both directions most of the time, sometimes 3 but never less than 2. A completely different driving experience than back home where one horsebox can cause havoc on a national route. They dont have horseboxes over here. But they do have RVs. Air conditioned horseboxes for humans basically. Some of the views from the highways were stunning. These massive roads weaving through the valleys and mountains way beyond the horizon. Unfortunately, most of the time you couldnt stop or you'd be hit by a horsebox. Some of the places we passed through were called Chilliwack, Kamloops, Clearwater, Battle Mountain, Hope and Hells Gate. We stopped off in Kamloops on the way home. Very strange place - we re-christened it Athy in the Sky. Mainly because its at the end of a very long straight road, they sell turkey jerky there and the people of Kamloops are odd and generally propelled by battery powered devices..... see below.

Powered by Turkey Jerky

Wells Gray itself is in complete wilderness. It has a road going through it that goes for about 100km. So we're driving along this road and eventually come on a camspite that's actually open. So there's a gravel driveway about a half mile long that leads to the camspite and at this stage its about 6 on Saturday we've driven all day and we just want to pitch the tent before it gets dark and settle down for the evening. As we rounded the last bend before the the actual campsite both of us went Oh Jesus! is that a bear? And yes folks, in the ditch on the very last leg of our epic journey is a brown bear grazing on the local greenery. Neither of us know much about bears and people have been here for years and never seen one so we were like what do we do now? We cant camp in a bear's backyard.

Daddy of Cubby Quigley

On the way up we'd heard on the news that some guy had been attacked by a bear in Banff. It didnt say whether he was fit enough to hang around to toast marshmallows and sing campfire songs after the attack.

Bear Food

We eventually realised that our options were limited and pitched our tent anyway. Bears are renowned for their very astute sense of smell and the "Camping for Dummies" book which M got from the library, fair play to her, was full of warnings about keeping food as far away from the tent as possible, and not going to sleep in the same clothes you ate in - in case the bear smells coleslaw off your clothes in the night and comes a knockin thinking he's stumbled accross a very remote Supermacs. We ended up driving to Clearwater Lake and having our food there which was lovely. Can't beat warm coleslaw in the wilderness. We came back to the campsite and lit our first ever campfire with a tree which happened to be lying nearby. So romantic. My formative years as a part time bathroom arsonist came in very handy altogether. We went to bed when the sun set at about 8:30 smelling like pikeys but without the television, highlights or lace curtains. Probably one of the coldest nights in our short camping lives - up there with frozen eyebrow syndrome at Easter on Ben Nevis ( I say "on" Ben Nevis, I actually mean "somewhere near"). But at least the bears left us alone. We saw him or his brother again first thing the next morning happy as a bear in a ditch.

The book was right about the chronic bedhead

Another highlight of the trip was Helmcken Falls, a huge waterfall in the middle of the park which is apparently 2 and a half times higher than Niagara Falls but not as wide. In winter the water vapour coming up from the bottom of the Falls half freezes in mid air causing an interesting blue haze effect apparently.

So a great weekend altogether which we both really enjoyed. It surprised us both how easy and cheap it is to hire a really nice touring car and just drive and drive. I hadn't driven at all since December and was was a little wary but it's actually easier than driving in Ireland. Our mantra for the weekend was Right, Right, Right. Can't really go wrong with that one. The vastness of the place is hard to believe. Like I said we drove for 1200km and never even left BC. Our next trip is down to the states next weekend to go to Sasquatch. A 6 hour drive apparently (the driving equivalent of a 50 metre pool back in Ireland)

Seán Zoolander

Last night we went to see The Strokes in Plaza of Nations. It's a wierd kind of outdoor venue with a roof - a pavillion i suppose you'd call it, but really nice and intimate. A real summer venue. The weather was fantastic and The Strokes were excellent. Actually they were freaking rad!!! Probably the loudest gig I've been to. My left ear isn't talking to me today. It was so wierd though - because it was an all ages show there were literally hundreds of kids there - 12-15 year olds - mostly girls it has to be said. It appears The Strokes are the boyband of the moment over here. They were sellling beer in a "beer garden" - basically a caged off area at the back of the venue. You had to produce ID to get in (even I was ID'd), queue for tickets for beer, queue for beer, then stand drinking your beer like an eejit in this tiny cordoned off beer garden with other thirsty losers. SO un-rock'n'roll. The Canadians sure know how to take the fun out of drinking. But yeah - go see the strokes at your earliest convenience. I think they're playing Oxegen. I believe DJ Shadow is playing the Electric Picnic aswell. Don't miss him Aideen!

Springtime in Vancouver

Springtime in M's Brain

We're preparing for the arrival of Linda and Siamak in June. I say preparing....... :) Poor A was the guest guinea pig when she was over last month but we had a great time, ate all round us and back and managed to buy a fancy guna aswell. So we're really looking forward to that. Great to hear the Ks have finally decided to make an honest man out of me and set a date. Really looking forward to that. We'll be well seasoned tour guides at that stage so we'll show you all a great time.

M and Auz in a tugboat crossing False Creek

In other news we just bought a map of the world and hung it up on our wall. Next purchase is a set of darts, bulletproof glasses and a pint of ale. We'll let you know how that goes :)

More pictures to follow (when I photoshop in some more bears) so stay tuned.

Poster for a recent very memorable gig. Sunset Rubdown was our roadtrip soundtrack

Tofino (Dogs in Wetsuits)

Unrelated vaguely travel relevant photo of our new suitcase.

We're just in the door from spending Easter in Tofino on the West Coast of Vancouver Island. It's unfortunately probably as close to Japan as we'll get before you leave Tokyo Marcyo. So it was our first extended stay outside of downtown Hong-Coover since we arrived. Not so much culture shock as where has all the skyscraper wallpaper gone? I no longer have any respect for buildings less than 20 stories high. The co-op supermarket in Tofino barely has one storey.

Mulligan and O'Hare perform their hit "Yes That Is An Oar On The Wall"

Anyways, we got the bus outside our building at 7am on Friday morning and off we go to Horseshoe Bay to catch the 8:30 ferry across to Nanaimo. I have aspergers - its official. At least according to M whose years of experience working with the unwashed dysfunctional child hordes in Newbridge is hard to contradict...... all because I got a little competitive with some young Chinese couple with a map and a smaller suitcase than ours. If I get up at 6am I don't want to still have to queue behind the "we never sreeeeeep" Chinese. Kinda like the Germans and the early-towel-gets-the-lounger syndrome. Anyways - my competitive stress was misplaced because the Vancouver transport system is hyper efficient. It just works well and the locals are pretty laid back when it comes to line ups.

Ferry ride over or back.

The trip over is about an hour and a half and a more windswept journey we never had (note the first mention of the elements). We arrive and jump straight on the Tofino Bus - driven by Otto from the Simpsons - for the 3 hour bus trip across the island to Tofino. This man had an air conditioning fetish no doubt about it. He sat there in shorts and a tshirt for the whole journey while everyone of his passengers were wrapped in several layers of clothes and hats and gloves to ward off the freezing blasts from the air conditioning. It was a scene reminiscent of when the contestants in the Eurovision Song Contest or the Rose of Tralee go on a day trip for the cameras. I'm not sure how. Oh yeah - Otto was wearing a tiara aswell...... and it wasnt a tshirt - it was a singlet. But the bus journey itself was a stunning spin through a national park, over a treacherous mountain pass in the snow and through some of the best scenery we've sceneried yet.

So basically the west coast of the island is called Rain Coast. I only figured out why when I realised I'd actually slept in my raingear. There was rain, hail, snow, some sunny rain, some windy rain and then some refreshing rainy rain. One of few remaining temperate rainforests in the world is located on Meares Island just off Tofino. The whole of Clayoquot Sound is a massive conservationist stronghold and some of the leading North American conservationsist / scientist types choose to base themselves here for most of the year. As an interesting aside, Greenpeace was founded in Kitsilano in Vancouver during the seventies aswell. The Tofino locals have a reputation for being tree huggers and loving the rain. Tree huggers they may be but their compassion does not extend to rain soaked hitch hikers on the main road out of town. I don't know how many hippy vans passed us on the road over the whole weekend. Maybe if I hadda used a peace sign instead of an outstretched thumb. Peace signs can cause offense if viewed from an incorrect angle. If we go again I'd definitely hire a car. There was no car hire place in Tofino and the place we were staying was about 3 miles from town. Over the course of the weekend we must have walked at least a lady's mini marathon a day. If we hadnt eaten so much, we'd have passed for windswept, rain soaked, but bizarrely sun bleached Kenyans by the end of our stay. The campaign to allow Kenya and The Nairobi Rose, Rosie Ngngngng Ng, enter the Eurovision starts here.

The Cut Bush Rose / Mull of Kintyre video shoot.

Highlight of the trip was definitely the whale watching. We were brought out on the water on a sunny!! Saturday morning by Peepo a French immigrant sailor who spent 10 years sailing around the world and the last 10 years settled on the wilds of the pacific west coast. He described sealions as "dogs in wetsuits" and for that alone it was worth the journey. We were told that the likliehood of seeing a whale was only about 50/50 and the skippers from the other boats out on the sound were radioing (ra-DOING!) that they hadnt seen much that morning. So we were pretty thrilled to hear Peepo out of nowhere shouting "Thar She Blows!!". The simultaneous realisation of the meaning of that phrase coupled with the prospect of seeing a humpback whale in its natural environment brought unbridled elation to the atmosphere on
the boat and before long we neared the whale by following the fountains of water he was blowing out the hole in his head (technical terminology aside). Then, right on cue, he decided to give us a performance - known in the business as a breach - it's when the whale jumps into the air out of the water to come splashing - all 40 tonnes of whale - back into the water, creating a massive splash . Pure showbusiness.

View up the Clayoquot Sound from the boat.

The tour guides fill you with the most bizarre statistics aswell - for example the tongue of the average humpback whale apparently weighs more than the average indian elephant (what they dont tell you is that said indian elephant had just spent a week losing hundreds of pounds walking in and out of Tofino in the rain). Bald Eagles (Glenn Frey without the Miracle-Gro) are also a regular sight in the area and we learned all about aeries (they're not called nests because they're the permanent lifelong home of the monogamous eagle couple - they even pass them down to their eagle children). Somewhere in Colorado an aerie was recently discovered which is as big as VW Beatles turned upside down...... Its now in the "Ngeenis Bukk uff ReKORD". Peepo speaks weird.

Glenn Frey without the toupĕ

But the Vancouver Islanders are a resourceful bunch - they've managed to make a tourist attraction out of their horrendous year round weather. During the winter months you can enjoy "Storm Watching" which is what we spent most of our weekend doing. In fairness the place we stayed was amazing. It was right on the ocean and the lounge area had 20ft floor to ceiling windows overlooking the chaos on the ocean and the spectacle was pretty impressive. I think we still would have preferred a plain old sunny sea view - but what can you do? There was also hot coffee and fresh cinnamon buns available all day for nothing so we cashed in there. Big time. Extra-notch-on-the-belt-big-time. We have to thank Marc, Eri, Linda and Siamak (and Louise & Stephen for the recommendation) for giving us the best wedding gift ever and the opportunity to travel to such a beautiful and unspoiled part of the world. Fabulous trip altogether. We owe yiz big time.

Tofino Harbour

Coming back into Vancouver on Monday night was very weird altogether. Going from spending 4 days in a remote fishing village in such a beautifully natural environment to coming "home" to your high rise city apartment in the very man made environment of a modern city, which has been built from the ground up solely to accommodate swarms of humans.... I think we prefer the more natural environment. Even though you can go whale watching whenever you want in Metrotown (think Liffey Valley x 10), its just not the same when the whales are walking around drinking slurpies.

In other news we're bald headed eagerly awaiting the arrival of A. Dug to Vancouver. She arrives toaday and we both can't wait. We hope she's brought her walking shoes.... Lenny the Legend has decided to up sticks and go seek his fortune somewhere else in Canada. He leaves Vancouver at the end of this month so the best of luck to him.

Answers On A Postcard.........

....taken in The Damp Caravan Indian Vegetarian Cafe

Long Overdue & Fairly UnNewsworthy Post

Rainy Sunday evening in Vancouver. Just back in from spending the day travelling round the city like Seamus and Maimie, the up-for-anything OAPs. See, M buys a monthly commuter ticket to get her over and back to work. And come Sunday the bearer of a monthly travel pass is entitled to bring another adult and several small children with her on any Skytrain, Seabus, or ordinary bus for free. Today i was that other adult. We're working on the several small children thing. Ended up out in Simon Fraser University which is up a mountain in the suburbs of Vancouver. As if education wasnt difficult enough. We took some photos, had coffee and mushroom soup and then we bussed it back down again sitting on the back seat with our shared zimmerframe, sucky sweets and bulletproof glasses. This fine young man dressed as a wrapper - I believe they're called - got on several stops later with a recently acquired Cadillac car sign dangling from his neck. Nothing too crazy about that if several stops later his "friends" didnt get on and take the high piss out of him for being too gangster. Fisticuffs ensued. His friends got off at the next stop. I offered him a chewing gum which he bewilderdly accepted and that was the end of it. A real Wrigleys moment.

The source of the sucky sweets.

It was still raining when we got back into town so we went underground and did the full loop on the SkyTrain. Seamus and Maimie havent had so much fun since before their hip replacements. We ended up out on Commercial Drive again and had dinner in a Vegetarian Indian place which smelt like a damp caravan. But the food was the tastiest and cheapest we've had in a long time. Commercial Drive is like the Rathmines of Vancouver. Very studenty (we spotted a couple of young unwashed with rucksacks full of freshly laundered clothes (pure conjecture) on their way back from being home for the weekend). The lamposts are covered with pasted up signs for gigs by obscure bands and bizarre happenings like "Surrealist Anarchist Jamborees" (I shit you negative). Loads of Rastas wandering around aswell - they always say hello to you. I think it must be part of their religion to be really friendly - or maybe they're just very stoned. Lovely fellas anyway.

Ollie from Kilkenny (Kilkenny's Lenny we call him - very similar temperament and drinking ability to one Alan / Lenny / Leonard / "Jim" McGuinness from Costa del Sallins Co Kildare who is with us here in Vancouver) picked me up yesterday to go driving in his 1977 Plymouth Volare (pronounced Vo-Lah-Ray) estate. Blue Thunder he calls it. Its 5.4 litres of raw gas bill. He picked it up for $900 and its nothing if not completely hickey. Vancouverites shave their legs and have their Hummers and Beamers polished daily to cruise up and down Robson wearing their designer shades and playing Michael Buble and James Blunt on their state of the art sound systems. Here's Ollie's two fingers in the air to Vancouverite's perception of cool.

An uninteresting aside by way of a social observation - Canadian pedestrians wait at pedestrian crossings until the little man turns white regardless of whether or not there's traffic anywhere in the vicinity. A local told me that people here used to jaywalk like crazy people. But that was before the Hummer became popular. Or maybe it was before Ollie acquired his Volare. He drives like a Kilkenny hurler on a solo run.

Ended up out in Horseshoe Bay - the spot where the ferries leave for the islands. Most scenic little village I've seen yet. reminded me of the Beachcombers. Am I the only one who remembers the Beachcombers?
We'll be getting our ferry from there to Victoria (main town on Vancouver island and the capital of BC aswell) on Good Friday. Both of us cant wait for the break cos we've both been working extra hard and, despite our interesting and damp location, work is work and sometimes a holiday is in order.

Then the next break is the Sasquatch Festival down near Seattle at the end of May. Theres a big gang of us heading to that, myself, M, Louise and Stephen, Ciara (Maccon's sister), Jackie - the Toronto Rose and the two Kilkenny boys Ollie and James. Ollie wants to hire a Winnebago "like the one in Meet the Fokkers". I smell chaos. But good natured chaos.

In other news Quattro on 4th the place we went for M's birthday just won the best Italian in Vancouver award. So all you prospective visitors rejoice - its top of the list for scran. And they fully take Irish credit cards - in fact they prefer them. Also The Strokes are playing in May and we picked up tickets for that aswell - so more music to look forward to.

Marc Doyle mailed me last week asking our permission to use one of the photos which he took at the wedding in Confetti Magazine.
We said Hello! have first dibs on it but we haven't heard anything back from them in over 6 months so I reckon there wont be any problems.

And finally - Ollie thinks that Vancouver is so expensive that the BC in Vancouver BC stands for "Bring Cash". He might not be wrong.

Exhibit A - our savings so far :)

Note there's a lot of Euro coins in there aswell - only because we cant seem to shift them over here!

So that's it for another 6 weeks. Feel free to leave the odd anonymous and scathing comment aswell. It makes the whole thing a little bit more interactive.

Rafters.

M and S Have Nits (I mean Visitors)

I thought it might be a good idea to post up a quick reference so everyone knows what we're up to for the next few months and what visitors are due when etc. I'll update this as and when there are any changes aswell....

Easter.........................S and M go to Vancouver Island (sorry P)
20th-27th April....... AD's post exam retox
26th-29th May.........Sasquatch Festival WA. AMERICA!
15th-25th June.......Lin and Si Shannon
7th-14th July...........K and F go to Brollywood
15th-31st July.........M&A Dug
August......................S and M go camping in the Rockies
Sometime in Oct Hopefully........The Ks

TBC................G&G and Ava
TBC................Chardle and Nonee
TBC................Matt Jooner, Niamh and Baby

Miscellaneous Photos as Requested

M on the way back from Whistler last month

The sign says it all

Steepest Street in Vancouver - Tolmie Street

All entrances to one second hand shop on Commercial Drive

M's birthday guna and shoes (and erm.... woolen accessory)

Attendees at M's 30th plus some homeless extras between bars at Blood Alley.

Photography 101 - Ensure Shooter/Shootee's head gets cropped just above the hairline.