More pix of that big Northwest front shovel in Qualicum Beach.

I dunno about you, but the sight of one of these behemoths lying silently in the weeds puts me in a state of awe. I imagine her as she was in her life, crawling about a job site slowly and tearing away chunks of the earth without much effort at all.

When I stand there I can smell the diesel smoke and hear the engine throttling up.