The World Through Our Lens
Having paddled in our kayaks from Ahous Bay to Medallion Bay over the course of the morning, the sight of Medallion Beach, on Vargas Island in British Columbia, Canada, was welcome. The distance covered by kayak was only about 10 kilometres this fine day. Read more
Continuing our kayak trip around Vargas Island, British Columbia, saw us waking up on the beach in Ahous Bay after our second night of camping. The temperatures were slightly warmer than the night before, but neither stars nor the moon had been visible when I left the warmth of the tent at midnight owing to the call of nature. Read more
Bob and I, with Claire and Martin, had no sooner pulled our kayaks on shore to make camp in Ahous Bay, Vargas Island, than we found giant wolf tracks made by a Sea Wolf. Read more
On our first morning in Puno, we found that the clouds were hanging low and grey; it was a cold wet world for us and also for the people living out on the floating islands on Lake Titicaca. Read more
After a peaceful night at our first beach camp at Rassier Point on Vargas Island, British Columbia, Canada, we awoke to find every exposed surface soaked with heavy dew. Read more
After storing all of our gear in the 4 kayaks, Bob, Claire, Martin and I paddled around a section of wooden wharf and then set out by kayak across Duffin’s Passage, Van Nevel Channel and Father Charles Channel, aiming for a nearby white-sand beach on Rassier Point on the east side of Vargas Island. Read more
Bob’s and my epic adventure, a first-ever kayak trip, was going to be circumnavigating Vargas Island by kayak, in British Columbia, Canada. It had been planned months ahead when we announced our plans to visit Bob’s sister on Vancouver Island. She and her husband, Martin, had kayaked around Vargas Island before and were eager to initiate us to the rigours of ocean kayaking. Read more
Our last morning in Newfoundland started out sunny with scattered clouds. After packing up our belongings and having breakfast, Bob and I took one last spin up to Signal Hill. It seemed fitting that we should end our journey where we began, and given its historical significance, Signal Hill deserved another visit. Read more
On our first morning in St. John’s, Newfoundland, Canada, Bob and I woke to find brighter skies than the previous afternoon and we decided to take a hike to Signal Hill. Numerous colourful ships had arrived in the harbour during the night including freighters, coast guard and trawlers. Read more
Seeking a different experience from one we had a couple of days prior, Bob and I opted to revisit a small patch of rainforest on the outskirts of La Fortuna. It was late afternoon when we signed up for a guided walk on the Bogarin Trail. Read more
