Motion Monday: Swan, Dog, Duck, Goose!

This year Easter was early, and with it was my human mom’s birthday and our first cruise of the year. (Since she forgot my birthday we don’t really need to know about hers.) Destination Union Steamship Marina on Bowen Island is about a 2 hour journey for Minstrel from our marina in Port Moody. About halfway there we’d left the more sheltered and calmer waters of Burrard Inlet and became exposed to the Strait of Georgia when I suddenly didn’t feel so good.  My human was watching me for “the signs” and as soon as she saw them, in true mom style she whisked me up in a blanket and sat outside in the fresh air with me. After about an hour I felt so much better.

IMG_5016IMG_5030We were there for four weather perfect days. Although my human dad didn’t win the Crabmeister contest, he didn’t disappoint either with a decent catch of both crabs and prawns. He’s my Easter bunny hero. The boats on either side of us had dogs. Peaches was on our port side and Tank was on our starboard. Except for when the dogs left for walks, I mostly behaved and stayed on our boat and greeted all who walked by. My furiend Krypto the yellow (but white) lab was there and came over to say hi, and I also met a new furiend, a white husky whose name I can’t remember but was very interested in meeting me since apparently she’d never seen a cat before. She seemed nice and was a big hit with all the humans.

IMG_5049IMG_5019I spent much of my time on the anchor board, my favourite place at the bow of Minstrel, watching the shore or whatever flew or swam by in front of me. I saw several ducks swimming by who didn’t pay any attention to me,  but what did notice me was a big bird I had never seen before. My human call it a swan and his name is Oscar. He lives at the marina and is not shy around humans, probably because of all the treats they give him especially after they hear the sad story about his mate dying. He seems friendly enough but he does make me feel a little nervous.

Last but not least are those annoying geese. I was trying to take a nice little cat nap when a big ruckus started up outside. The honking of one goose I can handle, but when there’s four of them, I had to go out and let them know I wasn’t impressed. Geese can be very noisy especially during mating season. The worst part was the strange long drawn out ohms between honks. My human thought it was rather funny and took this video.

Our next cruise will be the long weekend in May and close to home. I hear there’s going to be a Gilligan’s Island costume theme with a 3 hour dinghy cruise scavenger hunt. In the meantime, I’m still hoping to get some more votes during the BC SPCA 2017 Calendar Contest, and there’s one more week left. A big thank you to those that donated and voted to support a very good cause including my friend and cat mom Ellen Pilch.

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Throw Back Thursday – Cruises to Bowen Island

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Mediterranean Tie at Union Steam Ship Marina in Snug Cove on Bowen Island, BC. Minstrel is center with the blue canvas on the upper helm.

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Meow relaxing on the anchor board of Minstrel

Every Easter and Labour Day long weekends are spent with our boating group, the Port Moody Power & Sail Squadron at the Union SteamShip Marina in Snug Cove on Bowen Island. It’s about a 2 1/2 hour cruise for Minstrel from our home port, and then we stay tied to the dock for three to four days of fun, fun, fun. With up to 30 or more vessels attending, we do what is called a Mediterranean Moor- docking a boat stern-in as opposed to along-side, and anchoring the bow – to fit in as many boats as possible.  The marina is very accommodating to us, but we need to reserve a year in advance. We also reserve one of the restored historical cabins where the humans hold their potluck dinners and other social activities.

This is the time when all the boat dogs really get to know and socialize with each other. They are very well behaved around me but do I get a little overwhelmed being one of the few boat cats. There are four of us now, but the one called Bela, who I’ve met, doesn’t always come with her humans, and then when she does, she mostly stays inside the boat. Polo, and Lucy who I peeked in on this summer, are the other two but they never come out either.

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Yes Blaze the boxer, I know you are there.

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Blaze the Boxer curious about meow.

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Meow curious about Shylo the Border Collie

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Chairs provide good cover.

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Chilling out under the dock chairs.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I was so looking forward to going on this Labour Day cruise last weekend but unfortunately I didn’t get to go. The humans almost didn’t either because one of Minstrels cats was broken. At the last minute the humans decided they could rent a cabin at the marina but because of some stupid human rule, cats weren’t allowed. So with guilt in their eyes, and Jester the dinghy on a trailer in tow, the humans headed off to catch the Ferry without me.

I know it wasn’t entirely their fault but I was not happy being left home with the she-devil and her human. On the day the humans were to come home, the human son opened the door and I was ready. Out I went. He and some other humans tried to find me but I hid really well. However, much to my worried human’s relief, and mine, I recognized the sound of the their vehicle when they finally got home and I came out of hiding to greet them. And to make it all better, human dad brought me back a crab. Meowee!

Until our next cruise, here are a few photos of me at this marina from some of our past cruises. Paw paw for now.

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Trying to be part of the dock party.

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The Nature of Leading Lines

Photography 101, Day 8 Capture a moment, big or small, and pay attention to the lines and curves produced by nature. Envision the bend of a stream, or the curve of a petal: how can you use these lines in your composition? If you see strong vertical, horizontal, or diagonal lines, can you play with the orientation to create a more dynamic composition? Can you apply — or break — the Rule of Thirds?


If I was a tabby,  a bengal, or a tiger, I would have a lot of lines and curvy patterns on me for mom to photograph. But I’m not. Instead, she went through her photos  from all the pawsome places we went our cruises this summer to find examples of leading lines in nature and these were some of the obvious ones, but you could say they were unintentional. Going forward she will try to look for and use them more. One interesting tip she learned from this exercise was that there are leading lines and paths. The difference between a leading line and a path is that a leading line takes you to a point of interest in the frame, and a path tends to lead you to a vanishing point.

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