wave watcher

A back blip. After the ferry trip to Nanaimo and driving across Vancouver Island and settling in our cabin in Ucluelet, we barely had some time before dark to walk the Wild Pacific Trail.

This was my third time in the area, the previous visit having been six years earlier. Immediately I was so happy to be back here. Feeling that certainty that no matter how little sense it had made, this was one big reason why I wanted two move back to BC. Not everything in life needs to make sense.