Like multi-barreled camera lenses or more sinister weaponry, these concrete pipes sit stacked three rows high on a dusty lot awaiting their fate to snake through some deep dank underground tunnel...
Something about the intricately messy and yet essentially functional structures of industrial sites always catches my attention, and on this deserted Sunday afternoon we had ventured down to the gritty part of the Fraser River where the sprawling Ocean Concrete Products outfit is located [near the Arthur Laing Bridge on West 77th Avenue]...
[We admit to innocently trespassing on our bikes but we were only looking for a trail to ride along the river - really!]
Further along we came upon the decrepit remains [that only a savage eye could love!] of a home-made raft stuck indefinitely on the muddy bank...
and presumably its owner still bunk out of this graffiti decorated metal container lodged on a concrete pad above with the same million dollar view as the macmansions proliferating up river in Southlands, [and its spacious river front deck is invitingly furnished with a table and comfortable patio chairs]...
We "trespassed" again for lunch at the smallest picnic table ever built behind the studios at the old Celtic Shipyards while watching the mighty Fraser at work...[logs for money and the Chinese have new houses!]
Posts
