“I’m on the 6:25. Yay.” I laughed, reading that rather wry text from Doug in mid August 2020. Just a month before, we’d been crashing through the brush of North Vancouver’s Wickenden Creek hunting for ancient trees, and on that day I’d been awake far too early for my liking. Now it was time for an Island adventure, and it was Doug joining the ranks of the sleep deprived!
The sun shone brightly, as the lightest touch of wind swayed the treetops of Buckley Bay. Crossing Baynes Sound, it dawned on me that this was one of those mornings borne of dreams. Continue reading Discovering Denman Island
Doug’s Ford Explorer rolled slowly to a stop. It was an ideal summer morning back in 2009, and there was plenty of excitement in the air. We were finally going to climb Castle Towers Mountain! Continue reading Hosers, Flowers, and Castle Towers
Anyone who knows me well enough is quite aware that I’m an obsessed Tour de France fan, so much so that I’d somehow shamelessly work “Le Tour” into the title of a story. There’s something about the true sacrifice, courage, and suffrage of the world’s premier bicycle race, which was first held in 1903, that has always fascinated me Continue reading Le Tour de Black Tusk
It was the spring of 2012 in Oregon, and as we rolled northward on Highway 101 heading for the Washington Coast, there was a touch of excitement in the air. It had been over a decade since we had last visited, yet the smell of salt air, tall trees, and the sound of crashing waves remained fresh in my mind Continue reading A Tale of Two Olympic Champions
With precious days off and a rare chance to get our whole family together, we headed over to Vancouver Island two Saturdays ago in March for a short vacation. The idea was to catch an afternoon ferry over to Departure Bay from Horseshoe Bay, then hang out in Nanaimo for the first night. There’s a nice private campground near the mouth of the Nanaimo River called Living Forest Campground that we like to stay at there. Continue reading Three Days in March, An Island Sojourn