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Tuesday 5th October 2004
   
So, today the plan was to get a bus to Calgary (I think we got there about 11-ish), walk around there for a while and then get the last bus back (due at something like 16:15 . . . maybe). We followed this path along the south side of the bay for a while (first couple of pictures there, taken at 11:18 and 11:24), before heading back the way we came and walking across the sand to the other side of the bay (third picture from the left, taken at 11:44). I recall a huge, black, lolloping dog pounding towards us on the beach, tongue hanging out . . . it was more like a bear, really. Then we followed a path going along the north side of the beach, hoping to reach the remains of a fort (according to our OS map) . . . seemingly accessible via a coastal path . . . but maybe that dotted line represents rocks or a cliff or something . . . hmmmm. We followed the path as far as that pier (fourth picture from the left, taken at 12:02), but our further was blocked by fencing and barbed wire.
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That picture on the left there, taken at 12:11, is where we stopped for lunch. If you could turn through 180 degrees you would be looking at the corrugated metal side of some kind of sheep sheering shed. The metal kind of made nice whistly noises and provided excellent shelter from the wind and occasional rain. That other picture . . . (taken at 12:38) I guess that was after we had finished lunch and were trying to decide where to go next. Our route to the so-called ruin seemed impossible, so we headed back . . .
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So we headed back towards the bay and followed the road towards some kind of woodland trail and gallery thing. First picture there, first on the left (14:01) is some kind of wooden sheep thing set in some kind of circular maze-like thing composed of shells . . . and then a couple of pictures of freaky trees . . . they were odd . . . it was almost like they were musical instruments, through which the wind was blowing . . . at one point, I was drawn . . . compelled up this steep path, just because of the gorgeous noise they were making. And then there was this kind of wicker tunnel construction thing . . . with a domed bit in the middle . . . and a loose wooden seat, on which Tarn tried to sit. Oh, and more tiled things on the ground (14:10).
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and then this . . . what the hell is this? Me and Tarn were just staring at it for ages. It wouldn't have surprised me too much to have heard people whispering . . . like, erm . . . in Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix . . . that's what it reminded me of . . . you know . . . that freaky arch that Sirius Black fell into when he was fighting with Bellatrix Lestrange (erm . . . I think) . . . it had that black veil that was just kind of blowing in the wind, but there was no wind. This . . . cabinet reminded of that archway somehow. It was oddly compelling . . . it kind of drew you in, hypnotically. "Erm . . . Tarn . . . I think we should move along now. We better go. We can't stay . . . we have to . . . get the bus in a couple of, erm . . . hours."
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now I'm not quite sure of the order of events here . . . but after looking at the freaky box thing for a while, we went for a coffee (or hot chocolate) at a gallery/cafe place nearby. We weren't there for a long . . . it was all a bit too clean . . . but the floor was stone. Yes. So I guess we went back through the wood and found this rope swing affair (14:39). Oh, and I'm not sure what the structure is . . . first picture from the left . . . it looked interesting. Probably another generator of some description. So, yeah . . . wood, rope swing, and then a slow walk back to the bus-stop, as we had pretty much exhausted stuff to do in Calgary. I think the bus was at about quarter past four or something.
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