Finally another update, and finally an actual excursion to report! It's been a pretty rough year, what with finishing school during a recession, but I was determined to get out (once at the very least!!!)and camp in the outdoors before ski season gets here! So last weekend the girlfriend and I headed up to Desolation Sound provincial park and spent a couple of nights camped out in the great outdoors.
OK, so it was only a couple of nights, which hardly constitutes a major excursion... but you have play the cards you're dealt, and we didn't have much more time. As it was, we were able to make a 2 1/2 day weekend out of it, and felt pretty lucky!
So last Friday I pointed my old Jeep west on highway 1. We left (thankfully!) Vancouver behind and headed towards the Sunshine coast for our first Kayaking excursion on the west coast. 150 or so km's on the odometer, and 9 hours later we arrived at Okeover arm provincial park. Yes...it took 9 hours! All credit goes to BC ferries. Normally I've found their service to be good, but that day it was a total disaster! Still, the views were pretty spectacular, even when we were just sitting on a patio outside waiting for the ferry to show up.
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We finally arrived well after dark and quickly pitched a tent and decided to go straight to bed in order to get a fresh start in the morning. It was a rather cheerless camp the first night, with no fire and no dinner. The night was clear though so we did without the fly, and left the tent windows open for a view of the stars. It was quite beautiful.
The next morning we picked up our rental Kayaks at Powell River Kayak. I highly recommend Powell river due to the location of their shop about an hour's paddle from Desolation Sound PP. No other shop is closer.
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If you're looking for knowledgeable staff however, look elsewhere. I'm from the east coast, and where I come from marine weather changes
FAST. You
NEED to know the latest marine forecast, and keep a constant look out for changes in weather in order to be safe on the water. The staff at Powell River looked at me like I was "out to lunch" when I asked them for an up to date forecast, and didn't seem to take it at all seriously. Note to self: Pick up a hand held marine VHF radio... relying on other people can frustrating and potentially dangerous.
Soon however we where on our way, paddling out into a glorious day. It was bright and calm and the water was perfect.
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As we headed north we saw seals, starfish and LOTS of oyster farms. In fact, much of the area is held in private Oyster leases, so there is no bivalve collection allowed. Too bad! We would have like to try some mussels! On the other hand, there was no cell service, so we couldn't call the "red tide" hotline to find out if they were even edible. We were probably better off not taking the chance.
After and hour and a half or so we arrived at a series of 3 islands known as the Isbister islands. We saw MANY starfish and even a sun star. I'd never seen so many in one spot.
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The islands were covered in sphagnum moss and bog cranberry. I forgot to take pictures; too bad! We thought about camping here for the night, but decided to move on to see what else was available.
After kayaking around some more, we decided to head up to Grace Habour to check it out as a potential camp site. It was a beautiful trip, and it was on the way to Grace Harbour that I realized how much the forest was different way up here on the sunshine coast, as opposed to the lower mainland. There's a lot of pines, instead of firs, and it's much more arid looking. Apparently we were in the rain shadow of the Vancouver Island ranges, so the area gets a lot less rain and a lot more sun.
As we pulled into Grace Harbour we were VERY disappointed to find that it is used by boaters to pump out their raw sewage! A large sign warned us of the danger, and indicated that no swimming was allowed. We wouldn't have wanted to anyway; the water was very dark, murky, absolutely FILLED with jelly fish, and it made your skin itch when you got out of your kayak! UGH! It was gross, but the camp sites were nice, and the day was getting on, so we decided to stay here for the night.
Soon we had our camp site all set up. The weather was so nice that I decided a simple tarp would suffice for shelter.
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After we set up the tarp I set off into the bush to gather up some wood and get a fire going for dinner. BC Parks
DOES NOT LIKE FIRES! In fact BC Parks is
VERY UNFRIENDLY towards any kind of bushcraft activity with involves interacting with the natural environment. When you're in a BC Park, you're supposed to act as though you're in a museum... look, but
DON'T TOUCH. This explains why I would prefer to avoid BC parks and camp on crown land instead. The policies make sense in high traffic, front country areas close to Vancouver; but less traveled and backcountry areas shouldn't be subject to the same rules in my opinion. Making fire and use of local plants is central to bush living, and quite frankly spending time in the outdoors is much less enjoyable without doing so. So risking a steep fine I never-the-less cut some pieces of dead alder (or perhaps silver birch!) and proceeded to get a fire going to cook dinner. It didn't take too long, and soon we had a tripod set up and some water set to boil.
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We had pasta for dinner, and it was great! After a long day of paddling pasta is simple, goes down easy, and tastes great. We also made some simple Bannock on a stick.
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It was a touch bland, since all we had for ingredients were whole wheat flour, baking powder and water. Still, it cooked up nicely and did a good job sopping up the left over pasta sauce.
After dinner we fetched some clean water (from a nearby stream... not the harbour), boiled it up over the dying fire, and set about washing the dishes. With all the chores taken care of I stored the food bag and cooking equipment well outside of camp in an out of the way spot. There probably wasn't any bears around, but I like to follow Cliff Jacobson's advice and run a scrupulously clean camp. Storing all food in double zip lock bags and placing in under a rock or log or similarly 'out-of-the-way" location, well away from camp pretty much guarantees you won't be molested by hungry animals in the night... or so I thought!!!
Not long after we lay down to go to sleep we realized we weren't alone! For about an hour we had a curious mouse scampering over us, checking out our camp, and pulling on the girlfriend's hair until she finally put on a touque!!! I found the whole thing to be quite comical, if a little exasperating; every time you'd be on the verge of falling asleep the mouse would do something (like run across your shoulder!) to wake you up. Soon enough though he realized there was nothing to be gained from us and went about his business elsewhere. The rest of the night passed nicely. We had some rain in the wee hours, but tucked in all snug under the tarp, we barely noticed.
The next morning broke calm and clear.
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I wish we'd had more time to enjoy it, but I was feeling the pressure to get moving in order to be sure we made our ferry connections home. Since we'd burned all the wood the night before, and in the interest of expediency, we used the camp stove to get some coffee going and knock together some breakfast.
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We had a delicious meal of eggs, bacon, tomatoe, bagels and cheese to start the day. Soon after, with all the mess kit washed up camp was broken and the kayaks packed up a ready to head out.
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We didn't linger too long since the water was filthy and stinky. We decided to head out and find a place to wash off our feet, legs and Kayaks. 25 minutes of paddling brought us back to the Isbister islands where we clean our selves in the fresh clear water of the sound. Man... it felt GOOD! We found some limpets clinging to the rocks. Too bad! As far as I know it would have been perfectly safe and legal to collect some and eat them, but we were on our way home, and I didn't want to dally.
Most of the rest of the Kayak trip back was pleasant. Again we saw lots of wildlife, and the girlfriend even ran over a seal! Bet he was pissed! Soon enough we were back at Powell River Kayaks, and unpacked the boats, and packed up the old Jeep. Our trip was over, but I was REALLY happy! It had been a great, albeit short outing and I can hardly wait to do more.
6.5 hours later we arrived at Horseshoe bay and soon found ourselves back in Vancouver...