USA Border Crossing
Friday morning was a bittersweet time leaving my friend Russ to head south? The time spent was wonderful sharing stories, philosophy, catching up on our lives and having a pint or two along the way. I would be leaving Russ and Rose's warm home hitting the road once again in search of other horizons. I am driving down my last hours in British Columbia, another ferry crossing and then the border station back into the USA. Drive through Bellingham, Seattle, Tacoma, and on to the Portland area of Gresham where I have several friends to visit. I left Campbell River at 7:15 am with mixed clouds with rain showers during the drive to the ferry terminal. As I drove along past the town of Courtenay I saw an odd sight. It was a very tall tree rising above the rest of the forest with dark ominous clouds in the background. The tree appeared to be dead as all the limbs had no leaves but the limbs looked like many arms (10 or so) protruding out of the body of the tree. It was at least