Fat Salmon Backpackers
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... She passed off those duties to her 13 year old son, who was incredibly outgoing and polite as he brought us over to meet the horses and chickens on the property. Nate and Soon were quite enamored with his poise and professionalism for such a young man and couldn't pass up the opportunity to take a photo with him!
For dinner, Kara and I cooked up some steaks while Nate and Soon enjoyed their version of a surf 'n' turf having steak and salmon. ...
Last year we spent lots of hours trying to catch a glimpse of a bear in Yellowstone, where there are lots of them, they say. This year, in Canada, we have seen many: black bears and grizzly bears.
The first one was after our first night in Port Alberni. Our host told us that a good place to see bears would be a salmon hatchery (for obvious reasons), and showed us the way to get to one near the town. After a short drive, we get ...
... service to the trailhead, we thought we would walk. It was only supposed to be 4 miles. The B&B owner said it would take under an hour, the trail was marked on the map, what could possibly go wrong?
Unfortunately, the trail was not marked so well in the real world. After 90 minutes of overgrown, winding paths ...
... even nicer when it’s time to leave. I look forward to the tranquility of the trail, the sea breeze on my face and the star lit skies. For those of you who will be in the office all next week, may Saint Joseph (the patron saint of workers) be kind to you :-)
"When we wake up in the morning , we have two simple choices. Go back to sleep and dream, or wake up and chase those dreams. The choice is yours...."
Salut for now.
... of the ocean, while unfamiliar for those of us who live in the Foothills, welcomed us as we emerged from the forrest. We hiked along the shelf for two kilometers to Darling River where we intended to camp for the night. And then it happened....Celine made a critical mistake. While I had stopped to take off my boots and change into my sandles to wade across ...