The weather threw a complete tantrum today, worthy of a three year-old cranked up on sugar pops.
It started out grey and windy, then a big ol’ rainstorm blew up the strait. Whitecaps were moving from East to West. I watched tugboats pulling barges struggle against the wind and waves as they headed back towards Vancouver. Then the wind changed directions and even bigger white caps blew from West to East. You could actually see the waves crashing against the rocks on Texada Island. The clouds that came with this wind were also pretty to look at, moving at a brisk pace off the Pacific.
Then as quickly as it blew in, the water calmed, blue skies appeared and we had a spectacular sunset. One thing about this coast is that the weather is a kaleidoscope, shifting and changing as the pieces tumble around and around.