One year my son and I took our boy's trip to the West coast. We worked our way thru the mountains camping along the way. After a stop in Vancouver to visit family, we hop scotched our way up the coast on BC Ferries.
At one ferry, we were rushing to get there so we wouldn't miss the next departure. We pulled into the empty parking lot just as the ferry was departing. We resigned ourselves to a 2 hour wait until the next one. All of sudden there was a loud whistle from the ferry, the captain waved at us and he pulled up to the dock for us to board. With big grins, we drove on board. We then found the Captain and thanked him for coming back for us. Good life lessons for my son, help out wherever you can, no matter what the situation is.
It was a great trip. We hung out on beaches, ate fish and chips, and cooked marshmellows over the camp fire.
Robert Krysak
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