We briefly revisited The Brownsville Pub & RV Park. Not the freshest looking property but its recent state just seems to adds to its personality. As for the residents; you're either right down on your luck and barely hanging on or you're more resilient than you thought you were since you're managing to hang on in there.
From the RV Park, we weaved through the streets of Bridgeview in the blowing rain, taking in dangerously swollen ditches, outright flooded front yards and a mixed bag of houses. Some pristine with elaborate wrought iron gates on one corner to virtual shacks being held together by planks of warped plywood hunkered down by the curb. And a smattering of rusted out classic cars up on blocks or forgotten under sagging, rotten tarps.
All in all another fascinating drive that was less than fifteen minutes from our front door.
The neighbour's frosty roof outside my 'studio' window. |
My supervisor who keeps me company until the kibble runs out. |
How slow is the mail delivery in this neighbourhood anyway! |
The Brownsville Pub & RV Pars is situated beneath the Skytrain bridge. |
The owner of this little gem has not been seen for at least four years. Moved on? Dead? Who knows..... |
What is it with abandoned things that drives people to destroy them? |
The park's pad rental $560/month. Wonder how they're collecting on this one. |
The Pub. We stopped in for a beer a handful of summers ago. Loved it! |
Looking at the Fraser River from the Surrey side. |
Tannery Park. Plunked in the oddest place below the Skytrain footings. There's a beach near by too. |
A bright green blanket to keep out the chill. |
Obligatory close up of something. |
I debated about posting this but not all is as it seems. We had to skirt this disgusting display of ignorant behaviour to get shots of the area and the river. Disgusting! |
Zooming back over the Patullo in the rain. |
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