November 28th...while it's no big deal in most other parts of Canada, when we get snow here on the coast the first thing we do is grab the camera and run outside! My buddy Irma and I ventured up island going back in behind Shawnigan lake for a walk with the boys(Griffin and brother Frank). We took a beautiful old rail/trail to the lookout for the Kinsol train trestle built in the early 1900's. The largest of its kind in Canada but sadly in need of major restoration. Work has been ongoing to determine the fate of this immense wooden structure so the future will tell if it's possible to save this reflection of an engineering marvel from demolition. I love the fact that even something this grand and utilitarian is still like a work of art in my eyes....even the rotting timber has the beauty of age and a century of stories embedded within.
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