Our so-called friends 🙂 dumped us at the Powell River ferry landing 5 hours before our departure.
What to do?
Another ferry for Texada Island was just leaving. Why not joy ride over and back in our spare hours?
The only ferry lands in Blubber Bay. In 1970 there were 35 families here. Meg and Jennifer Tilly once lived here before fleeing to Victoria. The day we arrived there was one guy in a gift shop. And a few squatters.
The whale flensing station is closed. The quarry looked closed.
Despite having no active employees, some Union members are still seemingly drawing disability insurance.
The highlight of Blubber Bay was sitting on some rocks. Watching dogs fight over sticks.