Last month, I took a five day kayaking trip to the Broken Islands in Barklay Sound, off the west coast of Vancouver Island. It was something I'd been talking about for at least six years, despite the fact that I have only spent one night of my adult life under canvas. Since then I've been editing photos and working on and off on a trip report that just kept getting longer and longer as I remembered things and looked up details. It was just about an ideal trip. The setting was beautiful, ideal for kayaking, our guides were capable, mellow and entertaining, the group just gelled, and after the rain and wind of the first day, the weather was as good as it gets in September on the west coast. And everywhere we turned, we saw a whale. Here's the full trip report, on a separate page over on my other blog: Broken Islands trip page.
And should anyone wonder: yes, my missing sock reappeared.