The 22nd was the second night in a row I had ventured forth into the fog with my camera. I had really enjoyed the photography of the night before, and it was tempting to go and shoot similar things, but I decided that it would be better to try to not get similar shots. I don't like getting stuck in ruts...unless those ruts contain a lot of birds, but that's a different story.

So in my attempt to be different, I started off at New Westminster Quay taking photos of the Royal City Star, a riverboat casino that is moored there.

I also took some shots of another boat and a tug, but they didn't come out too well.

I made a concession to "moving car shots" because I found a good viewpoint on Front Street that was over the road, and I hadn't gotten any cars from on high the night before.

The bar here on the corner of Begbie and Front is called The Begbie, and my friend Annie once described it as follows: if you went in and sat at the Begbie, sooner or later people would come up to you and offer to sell you stuff. In this way, you would be offered pretty much everything that had been stolen in New Westminster in the past week. I don't know if it's still like that, but at night this is a rough part of town.

Speaking of the area being rough, just after this shot, some guy came by to hassle me. Seems he didn't like me taking photos on the street. He tried to argue with me, and when that didn't work he threatened me with bodily harm. Eventually he figured out that he wasn't getting much reaction, and he wasn't intimidating me, and it took all of the fun out of it for him. So he cursed in some foreign language that I didn't recognize and left.

(Don't try that at home, folks. I judged that his intent was mainly just to give me a hard time, he didn't appear to be drunk or on drugs, I had a sturdy tripod between him and me, and I'm a trained martial artist who knows a fair number of dirty tricks. If any of those factors had been different, I would have reacted in a more cautious manner.)

After that, I took a few more shots of the Begbie and then walked around downtown a little. I got three more presentable photos from the area: the first is from Front Street, facing towards Columbia, and the two after are of Columbia.

I then got in my car and started driving towards Burnaby, vaguely thinking that maybe I should go back to Middlegate, where I had been the night before. I abandoned that plan when I drove by Mercer Stadium and saw that the big stadium lights were on. In the stadium, there was a lacrosse practice going on, and some folks were running and jogging around the track.

But I'll just be quiet and let you look at the photos.

After about 45 minutes at the stadium, I was getting hungry, and I headed on home to dinner. Although I had gotten some street scenes and some moving cars, I was pretty happy that most of my night had a different feel than the night before.

Wildlife, lowlife, whatever...I find it all,
Tom