We woke the kids as 3:30AM to make the 8:20 ferry out of Port Angeles. The kids slept most of the way while Mason navigated through the steady downpour and winding coastal roads. It was perfect because once they were up and getting restless (something that seemed to only take 10 minutes) we were there and they could get out and stretch. Breakfast was had immediately - Zane was very excited about his donut and, luckily, there was oatmeal for Hannah. Apparently ferry oatmeal is much better than the kind we get at home.
The ferry ride was about an hour and a half. We did a lot of walking around, inside and out. It was very windy and Zane liked running into the gusts. I took this photo through the window. Hannah and I were standing inside watching and she would occasionally shriek "There my Papa!"
Of course she wanted to go outside like brother, but she didn't
really want to be outside.
Zane made the trip more interesting right from the start. We were getting close to the harbor so I took Hannah to the bathroom while he and Mason took one more spin outside on deck. Hannah took her time, but it didn't seem like
that much time had passed, but when we came back out, nearly everyone was cleared out and we quickly headed down the steps to our car thinking we would meet Mason and Zane down there. Halfway down the stairs and Mason is coming back up with an anxious look and says "Zane cut his face. He needs stitches." Um..WHAT!? Zane was in the medic's office with gauze over his eye, but wasn't crying or actively bleeding (that part was over). He'd been running on deck next to the railing and a metal outlet cover (that should have been shut!!) was sticking out and gave him 2 deep gashes, one above and one below his left eye. The medic was an ex US fireman who cleaned Zane up and gave us an ice pack, a rag, and directions to a walk-in clinic for stitches. He radioed ahead and got us in the quick lane out of customs and off we went to get some stitches in Victoria! Obviously, we don't have a Canadian health care card and had to pay out of pocket - it was only $150! Amazing. The doctor was a stoic older gentleman who told Zane he was proud of him afterwards because he said most of the time parents have to hold their kids' arms during the process. So there ya go...Canadian stitches.

Hannah enjoying her "my brother is so brave" Slurpee.
And then all was well again as we arrived at Dave and Kate's house in Duncan, BC and were able to relax. Their home is like a French villa on the most picturesque plot of land! Ahhhh.....
The kids loved helping Kate feed the chickens. Did you know that chickens eat their own eggs?! Kate said she dropped one once and they devoured it. The kids both got to throw a few and watch the chickens go after them.
Dave demonstrating his prowess in chicken wrangling.
Listening to the ocean. Zane said he heard a shark in his.
Dave and Kate are both extraordinary fine artists, and as such, have a household of unique props to use in their work. Their home accents are a mix of medieval, vintage, and obscure. I loved the juxtaposition of the kids eating their oatmeal in their bright pajamas in front of a shelf of props. You should pop on over to their blog about their work called
Painting Stuff to Look Like Stuff, it is both informative and hilarious!