White Rock Pier
Chris flew into Bellingham on Saturday morning – we hadn’t seen him for two weeks and were pretty excited for him to get to Vancouver. We spent the afternoon in White Rock with Grandma.
Chris is giving Katie a ride because of her sprained ankle. Poor girl.
It’s always fun to check out the action at the end of the pier. Lots of crab fishing going on today and plenty of dock jumpers to keep things entertaining.