Victoria was beautiful from the boat as we pulled away, making me want to come back even more. We also ran into a group of fellow flyballers on the ferry. We didn't bring all the dogs on deck with us this time so that the level of craziness was a little lower than the first trip. but we made sure to get a group photo.
Since it was actually still light, if late in the day, we had some fun with photos around the outside decks on the ship.
This fire station was one of my favorites. The wind was blowing like crazy, which you can tell from Ptera's ears.
And from Tazer's fur.
Our dogs weren't the only ones on deck. This is Mischa, who rode on the ferry out with us on Friday, and we met again on our way home. She is the same age as Ptera.
After the ferry docked, we cleared customs, dropped off our extra person and dog at their car to make their own way home, and headed back to Oregon. I stayed the night at a friend's house before continuing home the following day. This tournament was quite a trek to get to, but it was a ton of fun. I would happily do it again.