Tag: vancouver island
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Spotted: 1969 Kit Companion
Vintage Kit Companion travel trailer parked in Qualicum Beach. Simple luxury from a simpler era, made in USA in 1969, sold in 1970. Louvered glass windows, a bed, couch/table/bed, gas stove/oven, cooler box, sink and hand pumped water tap. “Tilley” is a rolling restoration which will be enjoyed as it is slowly repaired and returned…
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Time flies
Summer is about halfway over, the light is beginning to shift. Enjoy the still and calm moments as they come––moments like years pass by never to return again. Hug the ones who are near you, we never know what tomorrow may bring.
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Article: Classic Land Rover magazine
Forged Through Fire Classic Land Rover Magazine, August 2024 Words by Jan Hyrman with Dave F, photos by Dave F I think most if not all of this magazine’s readers will agree that metal can be shaped to create things that are by essence utilitarian but are beautiful to look at. Some, in our eyes…
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Spotted: 1977 Land Cruiser Pickup
Check out Andre’s hard working 1977 Land Cruiser pickup with custom 1 ton hydraulic dump box with roof removed for summer mode. Long and patient work revived the seized engine but little else major was needed to get this original classic back on the road. After adding the dump box it became the workhorse of…
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Forging rovers
Rover steel knives are being crafted in conjunction with the artist-in-residence program at the museum this year––a tool for adventure made from a vehicle for adventure! Series spring steel has not changed spec since the first in 1948 and replacements today are even made with the same composition. The works in progress below are made…
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Outside overlooking
Dusty back roads on a soft summer day winding to a familiar destination from yesteryear. A large clearing opens toward a million dollar view. A picnic lunch with old friends and then the quest continues.
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Grass to the bonnet
A tall meadow with a rush of spring growth. No easy feat for grass to reach a Defender’s bonnet and window sills, in these parts anyways. A few wild daisies amongst the grass as well.
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Off the beaten path
Deeper into the woods as the shadows deepen and the daylight wanes. A soft bed of cedar needles underfoot and the crunch of fallen cones. Back onto the trail to head toward home.
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Light and shadows
The afternoon light dances through the for and cedar boughs, last year’s fallen greenery now as red as the tree bark. Winding down a private lane as bright green light shines off the new growth.
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Hay cutting
In the warm glow of a sunlit day, the air sweet with the scent of fresh-cut hay, as hawks circle above fields fringed by tall evergreens. At the end of a dirt road, where blade meets stalk, life stirs in the quiet rhythm of the harvest.
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Farm stop
A sunlit drive weaves through rolling fields bordered by shadowed forest, long views with Arrowsmith’s snow-capped peak in the distance. Pausing at a farm, where grass sways taller than the bonnet, the wild flower meadows dancing in the breeze.
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Endless blue
A fleeting pause where land meets water, where the air is fresh and the sky blazes an intense blue, mirroring distant mountains and islands across the boundless sea. Here, on the cusp of home, the journey nears its quiet end, cradled by the endless blue horizon.
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Grassy knoll
Perched on the dry grass of an embankment, gazing over rocks, ocean, and trees, basking in the stillness of a sunlit day. With flat water stretching endlessly and the islands drifting by, a quiet moment unfolds where time and tide seem to pause.
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On the rocks
Amid a beach of small rocks and shells, relics of an ancient coal loading dock under a clear sky. Across the water, islands stand sentinel, while a raven’s fleeting flight weaves a quiet thread through the shifting tapestry of sea and stone.
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Early summer union
Beneath the watchful gaze of towering evergreens, fishing boats rest at anchor, cradled by a calm sea that underscores the snow-capped mountains. In the tender embrace of early summer, where light and shadow weave a quiet union, the world greens, inviting the soul to pause and ponder the dance of time and tide.