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Gus Goes West (and North)
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what Gus saw on his summer vacation 2011
| We saw so many totem poles in Stanley Park, Vancouver, BC. |
Where's Gus? Can you imagine that there were bears, bears everywhere and so many friends to make! |
| People are sometimes cautious when I'm around! |
| Wait a minute. Are there more and bigger and less friendly bears around? |
| Because all of the bears that I met have been the sweetest and smelled like, well, just like the best smelling flowers. |
| We had blueberry tarts in a mountain restaurant overlooking Saanichton Inlet. |
There was even a Buddha, and I was reminded of my time in China. |
| These three bears live in Victoria's Butchart Gardens, where there were so many wonderfully sweet smelling everythings all around! |
| One of the main reasons that we came West (and North) was to walk the same paths as the great artist Emily Carr. She loved to paint all of the beautiful things that we got to see, including totem poles. |
| And we think we saw the world's talllest totem pole. |
| Since we were there to walk in the paw prints of a great artist and powerful woman, we needed to keep our bodies strong with fuel. Not everyone likes just honey, so some people need to put tea in their honey. Perhaps Ms. Carr, did, too. Who can say what a woman who housed dogs, horses, human boarders, one white rat, and a monkey! |
| Standing in Dr. Sun-Yat Sen's Classical Chinese Garden in Vancouver and recalling my time with Woo, I remembered with some fondness my time in China. |
| Plus I was juiced up on the love of some newly-found friend, Woo. |
| But I knew that I was in for some new and Western thought, and so we focused more on Ms. Carr and her wonderful paintings and many words. |
| We even went to her neighborhood from the historic James Bay Inn, just a few doors down the street from where Ms. Carr died. |
| After traveling in the footsteps of such a great artist, writer, and a darling of the women's movement, we made our way back to Kooskia, Idaho (population 400). |
| Sage the cat (18 years old) was a bit put-off because we had to stay overnight at his cabin. He had much to say, but he chose not to tell us what. |
| Eventually, our trip had to come to an end. We hung out on the porch and waited for the morning, when we headed home to the Parrot house. |
| Sage did, though, let us go through his garden. |
| I loved watching all the birds, especially red-winged blackbirds, from Sylvia's backporch. |
| We went to our former "ranch" house on Big Cedar/Schoolhouse Road 12 miles from Kooskia, ID. |
| There were so many beautiful places like Cordova Beach, where anyone can get bear-naked and frolick in the water. |
