Showing posts with label fraser river. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fraser river. Show all posts

Saturday, April 28, 2012

sweet lulu swing


 she may be old and creaky now, but she can still swing open for the big boys needing to get through...

 the heavy freight trains keep rumbling along her dark trestle legs, and yet, when out of sight, out of mind...

 sweet old lulu island bridge, she be hanging on to the north arm of her strong river Fraser for a while yet...

[Lulu Island was purportedly named after an american showgirl known as Lulu Sweet who had been up to entertain the Royal Engineers in Vancouver in the mid-1800's]

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 across from lulu's old trestle are tart cranberry fields lying around in russet fallow in the spring sunshine...




Lulu Island Bridge at 2100 Block of River Road, Richmond [Lulu Island]

Saturday, May 7, 2011

concrete evidence

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!]