A River Runs Through It

The campground that is!

The Mighty Fraser is rushing by at quite a pace these days.  All of the snowpacks melting up North are flowing down to the Pacific Ocean, and on their way, the tide is rising and the campground at Derby Reach in Langley is officially closed.  

When an "event" takes place in your neighbourhood, you want to get out there and experience it for yourself.  Last night on the first official Summer evening, My Beloved, myself and hundreds of others thought the same thing. Walkers, doggins (our Grandson Colby's name for Dogs), joggers, bikers, cyclists, you name it, all congregated at the River.  It was like a party down there.

The steep banks are almost to the top.  What an awesome sight.  The immensity and volume of water, incredible.

Then there's always this one guy,

. . .that will drink his cuppa java anywhere!

 Oh Mr. A. you make me laugh!

Sorry kiddies, no weinies tonight, the firepit is immersed!

"Shall we gather at the River . . .,"

"Yes, we'll gather at the River

the beautiful, the beautiful, River;

gather with the saints at the river that

flows by the throne of God". 

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I hope your day didn't rush by so quickly that you didn't have time enough to enjoy the view.

Happy Thursday.