What’s Happening in This Photo?
On Friday afternoon, at about 2pm, I wandered out of my home-office cave . Like a fish emerging from the primeval sea for the first time, I squinted in the natural light. I staggered over to the dining room, where I looked down on a peculiar site. I quickly snapped a couple of photos:

We’d had a lot of rain the week before, but why the sudden geiser? It must have lasted about two minutes, and shot, maybe, 150 feet into the air. There’s a sub-station/maintenance building cleverly-concealed below the viewpoint in the bottom centre of this photo. The geiser is clearly associated with that.
In unrelated news, I always refer to ferries like the one to the right of the spout as “the gay ferries”, because they’re in rainbow colours. There are two competing companies in False Creek, and I can never remember what they’re called or which one comes to which dock.
