Drive up the coast of British Columbia and driftwood is everywhere. It accumulates on the shore when storms toss it like little sticks. I admit I’m a little intimidated by that kind of power in nature. Imagine living along these shores a hundred years ago without modern convenience. In any case, on this present day afternoon some campers sat nearby taking in the tranquility of the this scene. A little snapshot of the rugged beauty I found just north of Vancouver.
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