Proper camping involves waking up somewhere like the Copeland Islands to the sound of waves lapping on the shore, birds singing, and arbutus leaves rustling in the breeze. Getting up and making breakfast over a propane stove
Breakfast: egg beaters scrambled with bacon, mushrooms and cheese, orange juice, tea.
and chatting to the few fellow campers and boaters who wander by. Playing some cards and eventually deciding to take the kayak out to try and catch some lunch.
Pootling slowly around the entire marine park and the surrounding waters, dropping the crab trap occasionally with no success whatsoever. Playing with our jigging pole, and - in my first ever serious attempt at fishing - catching a fish on my second cast! I don't know who was more surprised, me or the fish. (Actually it was probably Mr E Man, who confessed later that he thought I'd snagged some kelp in one of my frequent displays of clumsiness). Mr E Man caught one too, and dealt with all the cleaning and gutting, although I've promised to let him teach me this essential Canadian skill at some point.
Lunch: extremely fresh fish sauteed with garlic, lemon juice and white wine
A proper day of camping should take place in a pristine natural environment full of wildlife (we saw a deer right by our campsite) that's ripe for exploring
A proper day of camping should take place in a pristine natural environment full of wildlife (we saw a deer right by our campsite) that's ripe for exploring
Video taken from a small hill on our island. The film cuts out as the camera faces our campsite.
and should end with a delicious one-pot dinner
Dinner: cheese and asparagus ravioli with garlicky bacon and a jar of spinach/tomato sauce, bottle of local Merlot.
and a snuggle with your sweetie.
The next and final day dawned to the sight of two campers frantically trying to get packed and ready in time for the high tide. We were a little late, but luckily didn't have to carry the boat too far. We paddled back to Lund by the fastest route, having illustrated John Steinbeck's point that while some journeys keep on going long after you reach home, others end while you're still on the road*. In our case, thoughts of home inspired us to dip and pull and unpack and hop in the car without much in the way of pauses or reflection. But the memories of Savary and the Copelands will stay with us until the next long trip.
For the record, here are the things I miss the most when I'm camping, in order:
and a snuggle with your sweetie.
The next and final day dawned to the sight of two campers frantically trying to get packed and ready in time for the high tide. We were a little late, but luckily didn't have to carry the boat too far. We paddled back to Lund by the fastest route, having illustrated John Steinbeck's point that while some journeys keep on going long after you reach home, others end while you're still on the road*. In our case, thoughts of home inspired us to dip and pull and unpack and hop in the car without much in the way of pauses or reflection. But the memories of Savary and the Copelands will stay with us until the next long trip.
For the record, here are the things I miss the most when I'm camping, in order:
- The kitties
- The shower
- The king size bed
- My electric toothbrush
- The ocean
- Campfires
- Scheduling our actions to the natural rhythms of tides and sunrises, rather than clocks
- Getting away with being scruffy and talking to strangers
- The eagles
These posts are great. I really enjoyed the pictures and the video, so thanks for sharing.
ReplyDeleteBye the way...garlicky bacon. yummy!!
Whoa, I disappear for a few days and you've managed to go everywhere in the meanwhile! Sounds like you are having a good summer :)
ReplyDeletemicrobiologistxx, I'm glad you've enjoyed them! I was worried I was starting to bore people.
ReplyDeleteScienceGirl, yeah it's been a busy month! August is also busy, but we'll finally get some weekends at home. I love going out of town, but sometimes I just need a weekend of sleeping and chores!