A strange footnote

Visiting my parents last July, with the manuscript of Mokie and Bik well under way, I did a lot more tidying up research, not simply quizzing Anne and Dad for details and further stories, but photographing wharf life and beaches for the things that children would have explored, as well as going through albums and boxes of old photographs. On the way to the airport for the flight home, we stopped for lunch at a pub in Sidney, Vancouver Island, named the Rumrunner.And what was the first thing we saw as we walked in the door? A photograph of my grandfather at the wheel of the Malahat, the beautiful rumrunning schooner.