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Hiking the Wild Pacific Trail in Ucluelet, Vancouver Island
Hiking the Wild Pacific Trail in Ucluelet, Vancouver Island Imagine you have just a couple of hours to spend at the coastline of western Vancouver Island, before you have to head back to the mainland of British Columbia, where new adventures are waiting for you. What would you do? So much to see, so much to do! Having been exposed to this dilemma earlier this year, I can tell you those few hours are best spent on hiking Ucluelet’s Wild Pacific Trail. The day before my hike I arrived on Vancouver Island and guess what … it is sunny: not your typical Vancouver Island weather! Upon arrival on the…
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The best places for seeing icebergs
“An iceberg is a large piece of freshwater ice that has broken off a glacier or an ice shelf and is floating freely in open water.” (Source: Wikipedia) The first time I saw an iceberg I was amazed. A big chunk of ice, floating in a lake, without melting just like that, despite the temperature being quite high. I could have looked at it forever, slowly melting and eventually dissolving in the water, like it had never been there. Somehow, ever since, I’ve always been amazed by icebergs. Where they come from, how they are formed and where they are going. Fortunately, you don’t have to A) travel to the north or south pole and/or B) have a lot of…
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Fall foliage on the Dempster Highway
As I was taking a walk through the park during lunch break this afternoon, I realized that even though I am always complaining that it’s getting cold, fall is one of my favorite seasons. When it’s a sunny day, that is. Even though the leaves already started coloring early September here this year, most of the trees still got plenty on them. It’s been quite warm for this time of the year however if we have to believe the weather station, that will change tomorrow. While I was walking and kicking my feet through the leaves that had already come down, I was reminded of the best fall foliage ever.…
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Dawson City: more than “just a town”
“It’s twenty miles from Dawson and times are awful though” That’s the one sentence that made the most impression on me while reading “Drifting Home” by Pierre Berton. This book was recommended to me by fellow Yukon lover and colleague Danielle, whom I traveled to the Yukon with a couple of years ago. The novel is about a journey made by Mr. Berton and his family as they travel down the Yukon River in rubber rafts in search of his father’s footsteps. A father who got caught by the Klondike Gold Rush and who lived a courageous life in the wilderness of the Yukon. Switch on Discovery Channel or National…
