The World Through Our Lens
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
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 maneuvered around a section of wooden wharf and then set out 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, British Columbia. 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
I was filled with anticipation when Bob and I boarded the B.C. ferry returning to Horseshoe Bay from Vancouver Island because it was from the ferry that I planned to cast adrift our Message in a Bottle. It had been over a year since we found the bottle that contained an inspiring message from its authors. Read more
After spending a few days on Vancouver Island, Bob and I returned to the mainland for a trip to the interior. During a brief stay in Kamloops, we were lucky enough to see a number of Black-billed Magpies (Pica hudsonia) congregated outside of our hotel. Read more
On our morning outing to Comox from Bowser, British Columbia, Bob and I stopped at the edge of the Salish Sea. Nothing much was stirring in the Sound, so we walked into an adjacent brushy area and came upon a very wet Cooper’s Hawk. Read more
After spending a couple of days visiting with Bob’s sister, Claire, and her husband, Martin, in Bowser, British Columbia, Martin suggested it was time to roll out his 1941 Chevy Business Coupe and take it for a spin. I was thrilled as I have always had a love of vintage automobiles right from the time I was a little girl. Read more