Our ocean adventures all started Monday morning. We drove up to my parents house (the Youngs) and help pack everything into the caravan and the camry. Magically all of a weeks worth of ocean kayaking, 2 weeks of California, and 5 months of China was able to fit into two vehicles. The road to BC is a long one.
We arrived at our first campsite and played games and ate very well. You always know when Nana comes you’ll be well fed. The next morning we were on our way to pick up Grampy. After we picked him up, we drove a whole lot more. Driving seems to be Mike and I’s specialty.
The next morning we drove several more hours, took a ferry and then arrived in Tofino. After finding the Kayak rental store and picking up my father, and swiftly packing the kayaks to beat the incoming tide, we were ready to go. Rosee, Mom, Eddie, Nana, Grampy, and everybody else there to brave the ocean.
After a quick how-to on kayaking, we started our on trip and went out into the ocean. As soon as we start the fog started pouring in. We paddled hard for another 30 minutes and then arrived at a suitable beach to set up camp at. It was the most beautiful beach we discovered as the fog rolled out. The majority of it would disappear as the tide came in, but our tents were high enough ground that we slept dry every night.
The next day we went out into water and Dad and Eddie tipped their kayak. This was kayak lessons. Eddie quickly jumped on to the end of a nearby kayak. Poor Dad had to sit in the cold water as we figured out what to do. Dad had explained what was to be done in this situation before, but it seemed that no body was in a rush to help them back in, nor did they really know how. Finally we figured it out and Dad and Eddie were able to get back in their kayak. After that, we were done with kayaking for the day.
The next day we packed up everything back into the kayaks and set on our way to the next campsite. Just like clockwork, as soon as we got far enough out, the fog rolled in. Dad figured we would want to go out on the open ocean so he took us out onto open waters. It was really cool and exciting. Whale watching boats kept driving by, and suddenly we could hear some whale sounds. We had gone out far enough that we could hardly see land through the fog. Some people we’re itching to go out whale hunting, but my kayak partner Ryan wasn’t feeling to hot, and I was freaking out because if we went any farther out we would lose sight of the land. How was I to know my Dad had everything under control? Anyway, I started hollering. He could tell from the tone of my voice I wasn’t going out any farther, so we started towards our next campsite.
Turns out the waves onto this beach were a bit more than we bargained for. As Ryan and I came in, we hit a wave wrong and over we went. We turned it over and quickly grabbed everything. Then we looked back to see Amanda and Nana come in, and unfortunately they shared the same fate as us. Amanda popped right up, but Nana wasn’t coming up so Dad and Reg ran out. Amanda had her out by this time, and Reg and Dad helped her to shore while Amanda took the kayak to shore. Then we all watched Rosee and Grampy. Needless to say, I was a bit of a mess by this time. Luckily, everyone else was able to make it to shore right side up.
This campsite was huge! At least compared to our last one. ;) Upon exploring this campsite, we discovered wolves lived at the campsite over. That afternoon we played in the ocean for a bit. Goodness, it’s cold in there. Mike invented a new sport called foot surfing, which really just is running up and down the surf, but it sure was fun!
The next day we were up early to get that island. The only problem was that we somehow had to get out of those awful waves crashing in. Eventually, Mike and Dad decided to sacrifice their warmth and pull everybody out as far as they could and hopefully we’d be able to make it from there. The partners were divvied out and I was going to be with Nana. I was so frightened! Mike and Dad ran us out and then we paddled hard! Miraculously, we made it and we were on the ocean. I’m not going to lie. Nana was the powerhouse in our group. There was no stopping Nana. She’s amazing! After 1 wrong turn and 3 ½ hours of kayaking, we finally made it back to the kayak rental shop. Oh and were we glad to be back!
While on the ferry Mike and I separate all our China stuff from our kayaking luggage and now were finally ready to go on our way. We said our good-byes and continued up to North Vancouver to see Mike’s uncle Tom and his Aunt Linda.
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