Rebecca M. Douglass, Author

I'm back! I finished my CA adventures (about 1400 new photos to sort and edit) and have finished editing the August kayak photos. My previous reports on our trip with Kingfisher Expeditions are here and here . I take up the story with Day 4, after our night at Cedar Camp. We left off at bedtime with this view.   In the morning, the view had changed a little. Morning mists and low tide. Dead calm mornings made for good reflections. We paddled through the middle of the day, about 7 1/2 miles. At first it was misty. When crossing the larger passages, we tried to bunch up, side by side by side to be visible to any power boats going through. Most were courteous. Eventually the mists cleared, as we neared the Fox islet group, where we'd camp for our final 2 nights. Look closely for the bald eagle. Great hilarity ensued when our guide told us to head for "the bird-covered rock," and most of us heard, "the fir-covered rock." Since every bit of land we could see was...

A week or so back I made a start at a report on my August BC kayak trip . I've been out in the mountains, so not much chance to edit the photos and put together more posts, but I did get pictures from Day 3, which was one of our 2 longest paddling days, and the longest with fully-loaded boats--about 11.5 miles. We started the day at Red Point camp. I'm an early riser, so I got the pretty morning light, and a few whale-spouts (not shown). The tide was down, so there were some interesting critters left high and dry (like this anemone). Getting ready to launch Launching. All our launches involved wet feet. I found that my water shoes let water in, but not out--not the ideal set-up! We made a couple of stops along the way, first to look at the shell-mound midden on one island, then another for lunch at a beach that was disappearing fast while we ate! Lunch stop. Looking out from lunch. Later we stopped at Village Island, a historic site run by the First Nations people. Visits are b...

I'm making only one promise about this trip report: it's going to take a while to get to the end, because I'm heading out for more adventures and have no expectation of getting all the photos edited, let alone posts created, before I leave. August 9-14 (actually 8-15 counting the trip up and back), two friends and I joined a small group kayaking adventure out of Port McNeill, BC, to the Broughton Archipelago. The trip started, for me, with a rendezvous at my house at 7:30 a.m. to drive to the ferry in Canada. We gave ourselves tons of time for the border crossing, which in fact took only about 5 minutes. I wasn't taking chances--we had a ferry to catch. I don't take a lot of photos of ferries, but this line in the water was particularly striking. It's the flow from the Fraser River refusing to mingle with the waters of the Salish Sea. After the 2 hour ferry ride, we had another 4 hour drive to Pt. McNeill--it really is a long way from anywhere! In the evening th...