So the other day, due to a set of not-so-complicated and thoroughly un-mysterious reasons that I won’t bother mentioning here, I found myself outside of my usual North Vancouver photographic playground and needing to kill an hour in the area of downtown Vancouver inhabited by the University of British Columbia. I had come prepared to spend the hour walking along the sea wall trying to seek out some shots of the Bay and it’s bridges. However I am quite prone to becoming distracted by things that capture my imagination and never completing my original goals. Good thing I’m not a certain 18th century British explorer as I’d probably have gotten as far as Cape Horn before being distracted by a brightly coloured bird, driving my flag into the nearest patch of dirt in the name of Her Majesty and then calling it a day. Lucky, as otherwise now I’d have nowhere to call home… and I’d also be dead.

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