Unfortunately, the fog conditions in Victoria delayed his float plane for several hours, giving him lots of time to document the harbor.
When even the noon plane did not go out, Martin abandoned his float plane plan and made his way back to the airport, where he took got a flight on a more traditional plane.
Luckily, our friends took good care of an exhausted Martin upon his final arrival.
He got to tour the property we have been raving about since our first visit there in 2008.
Plus, they let him burn stuff.
And shoot stuff.
Not this guy. He was just an innocent bystander.
They also visited the lake, which is a lovely 20-minute walk along a biking/hiking path. Martin liked the Canadian idea of drinking in the park.
Effie and Gillian at the lake.
On Saturday, Martin went on a four hour kayak excursion in the open ocean water, making his way to Discovery Island. When we looked on the map of his route, we were astonished at how far he kayaked, especially given it was his first time in one.
He was happy he managed to stay upright, even if he (and his belongings) got soaked.
On his last evening with our friends, he got to experience the fabled BBQ pizza (I refuse to believe it exists until I am treated to some of it).
Monday's skies were clear enough for a float plane take off, and Martin made his way back to Seattle.
After a few long days in Seattle, Martin is finally home with us, bearing goodies from our friends (Creeper necklaces they made and sold at the Mini Minecraft Con).