There's a rhythm to life on an estuary. Those who populate this place come to know the ebb and flow of the tides and the constant juxtaposition of river and ocean. Just around the bend, the Fraser River, on whose surface we float, spills out into the Strait of Georgia, now named the Salish Sea. 

 

Our engineering holds us here. Governed by the interplay of moon, sun and earth, the tides lift and lower us by slow degrees twice each day. Because of this, our windows offer ever-changing views. Mountains appear, then disappear as if imagined. River banks hide beneath the water's surface and then are revealed. Homes designed to float and held in place by steel collars, chains and spring lines ... move up and down pilings driven deep into the river bed. Docks and ramps move with them, connecting us to the trails, farms, roads and communities of southern British Columbia, the world at large... and to each other.

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This place, close to everything, yet away from it all... keeps us in tune with the natural world. It offers up the bounty of the estuary... providing a feast for the eyes, body and spirit.

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