“There is a prospect greater than the sea, and it is the sky; there is a prospect greater than the sky, and it is the human soul.”
~Victor Hugo, Les Miserables
For all the splendour of the Pacific Northwest – the high mountains, the pounding surf of the Pacific Ocean, the moody weather, the tidal flats teeming with life, and the tallest trees on the planet, I still stood there on the beach – looking towards the horizon – the same person. Same sorrows and joys in my heart, same intensity, same longings, same worries, the same interior.
Travel does not reinvent us after all – it merely cranks up the sensory dial.
Mount Hood, Oregon
Arboretum, Portland Oregon – from the forest floor
Rose Garden, Portland
Tide coming in on the Olympic Peninsula, Washington
Port Townsend, Washington
Deception Pass, Washington
Sailing into the mist – Deception Pass
Vancouver, BC from Grouse Mountain
Sundown over Vancouver marina – taken from the bar – homeward bound