Summer.
We've heard of this mythical season, seen the occasional glimpse, the teasing hint of it, but it remains elusive. For instance, as Louise and I drove up the east coast of Vancouver Island for quick getaway last Tuesday to
Quadra Island, we encountered cloud, rain and a little sunshine. Often all three at once.
Quadra Island is a short ferry ride from
Campbell River. (And I do mean short, only about ten minutes. I've never taken a ferry ride this brief. It took longer to load the ferry than to make the crossing. But I digress.) On arrival in Campbell River...
...we could see band upon band of dark clouds passing by overhead, dumping their load of moisture as they passed. Soon the venerable
Powell River Queen arrived and we departed, as a lone seal swam by the ferry to make sure all was ship-shape.
Arriving a few minutes later at
Quathiaski Cove on Quadra Island, we headed east across the narrow lower portion of the island to the small village of
Heriot Bay, where we did a bit of shopping at Works of H'Art, before heading to the southern tip at
Cape Mudge, and our home for the next couple of days, The
Tsa-Kwa-Luten Lodge.
Owned and operated by the
We Wai Kai First Nation and situated on their ancestral land, the Lodge is located in a stunningly beautiful part on the world. We have a stunning view out over Discovery Passage, with the ocean at our feet, tall trees swaying, and snow-capped mountains in the distance. Well, I imagine we do -- it's still all socked in and raining and we can't see a darn thing.
The lobby of the Lodge is gorgeous and decorated with wonderful First Nations art.
And you've got to love a place that has deer wandering through the parking lot...
The next morning we returned to Heriot Bay and found the
Quadra Island Kayaks shop, known locally as the Yak Shack, where we signed up for a six hour tour.
The rain from the day before had ended, and the clouds were slowly burning away with sunny skies expected in the afternoon.
We hoped down to the docks, met our guide Samara from New Zealand, and our fellow paddlers on our tour, George and Lindy from Toronto. With conditions looking to improve, we put away our paddling jackets and hoped for sun. We prepped our kayaks on the dock...
...while a nearby heron went about his business.
And we're off! Louise and I both ended up in
Current Design Storms.
We launched in Drew Harbour and paddled to the point of nearby
Rebecca Spit, a lovely slender finger of land sticking out into Sutil Channel. From there, a 2km crossing through calm conditions...
...brought us to the Breton Islands, where we found some seals lounging away the morning on a small islet.
From there, we crossed to No Name Island (so named because I can't find a name for it on any map). Although we'd seen a few earlier, here we started seeing a lot of eagles. There were at least a half dozen or so flying around, as well as a couple of turkey vultures. Most of them weren't too interested in posing, but this one sat down for a few moments.
Passing around No Name Island, we pulled into Moulds Bay for lunch. Samara brought out a yummy feast prepared back at the Yak Shack. It was so good that I was distracted and forgot to take a picture of it, but you can see a portion of it in this portrait of a satisfied customer.
Sadly, the sun was not winning its battle against the clouds, and by the time we were ready to shove off again, a breeze had come up and skies looked a little more threatening than when we left. The paddling jackets came out of hiding as we suited up.
We crossed the mouth of Open Bay and we were into some chop. The breeze came up a little more on the water, and Louise was a little leery, but she handled it perfectly, as did some of the others in the group who had very limited kayaking experience.
Another crossing, this time across Hyacinthe Bay, and we were out of the chop and cruising down the coast of Quadra again.
The eagle pointed the way home for us.
We had a great paddle with George and Lindy and Samara was a terrific guide. Everyone we met on Quadra Island seemed like friendly, down to earth, just plain good folk, and this certainly is true of the folks at Quadra Island Kayak. Definitely check them out if kayaking on Quadra Island is in your future.
Of course, after six hours on the water, food was in our future, so we drove the short distance to Rebecca Spit and wolfed down cheeseburgers at The Raving Raven. Yum!
We headed back to the Lodge, and finally the clouds parted, and the view finally appeared. No, it was not still raining and I was not holding up a brochure in front the camera. It really is this beautiful...
....and you never know what you're going to see out your window. Maybe something big...
...like the
Silversea Silver Shadow, or something small...
...like a robin resting on your neighbour's balcony.
This morning, sadly our last here, we awoke to picture postcard perfection. Sunlight on the mountain snows...
...an eagle flying past our window...
...and a deer, just below our window.
Nature calls for them too, I guess.
Clearly, someone had a good time!
Trip Length: 13.29 km
YTD: 77.15 km
More pictures are
here.
