Spooky Island

I am a curmudgeonly old man when it comes to most festive holidays and Halloween is no different. I am not a fan of dressing up & the drunken ghoul who buzzed our door at 3:45 am yesterday didn't help the cause. But in the spirit of today, here are some foggy pictures from my morning run at Mount Finlayson on Friday.

After my trot around Goldstream Park, I sat and watched the annual chum salmon spawning run which is currently underway. Their migration and final journey upstream to produce offspring before dying from exhaustion really is a natural marvel and wonder.