Victoria, British Columbia
Traveling is by far my favorite thing to do in the world. Every once in a while, I visit a place that just seems to strike a chord. My friend and tour guide, Robby, set some high expectations for my trip to BC. He not only lives there now, but was born and mostly raised in Canada. He speaks of the Great White North as if it’s where one might end up after passing on as a reward for living a good life. You might call that heaven. Due to the incredible hospitality offered by my friend and the beauty of the region, my expectations were met within a half day and every thing else just compounded the greatness of my experience there.
Getting to Victoria went something like this: drive to airport, fly to Vancouver, take a train to the bus station, take a bus to the ferry station, and finally, take a ferry to the island. The ferry was the highlight of the journey. After a half hour of open sea, you begin to see beautiful forested islands until finally, you dock at one. Victoria, a quaint feeling city on a seemingly small island, is actually located at the southern tip of a pretty big island.
A view from the ferry:
Minutes after arriving, Robby took me to the St. James Island dock to check the crab traps that he had thrown out earlier that day. We would repeat this action dozens of times before the trip was done. Crabbing, for me, was the highlight. Instead of writing about this experience, I made a little video to show what we did to catch the 23 crab.
Every night, we would take our spoils to Robby’s house, clean them out, boil them and eat them.
Robby’s grandmother used to operate a farm not far from the coast. We made a visit out to the farm for some pictures.
Many of the rooftops are covered in moss due to the abundance of moisture.
Below is a panorama of Woodwynn Farms.
Sooke, another town about 45 minutes away from Victoria, has many beautiful landscapes and waterfalls.
Sooke is where we met a man named Pete. After declining an offer of weed from Pete, he explained to us the art of extreme cliff side fishing. In a nutshell, Pete risks his life every time he fishes by dangling by a rope on the side of a sheer cliff in order to catch the coveted steel head trout that he actually has to throw back by law anyhow.
On my last day, I took some pictures of Robby and his wife Daniela. They are a Brazilian-Canadian fusion power couple. Here are some of the shots from that taken at the sea wall in Victoria. Don’t mistake them for an Abercrombie ad.
Victoria still lingers in my mind. Its abundance of life, friendly people, and gorgeous landscapes lured me in with a siren’s call. The amazing thing is that it’s still winter. I can’t even imagine what it will be like when I go back in the summer.