We drove out along the west side of the island to Sombrio Beach this morning. I think this is the most "in the wilderness" that I have ever been. One road goes out past Sooke (the 'oo's are pronounced like those in 'zoo') to Sombrio. after leaving Sooke, the beachfront houses got farther and farther apart until we reached land owned by the logging companies. We drove for miles without seeing a single house. Finally, we reached Sombrio - a lovely, primitive provincial park between China Beach and Botanical Beach (see map). We wound our way down a dirt path , past five-foot-wide cedar trees and six-inch banana slugs (gross) before arriving at the former hippie commune.
The beach, like most here on the west coast of Vancouver Island, is rocky and strewn with kelp and logs. We met some friends there and stayed several hours before heading on to Port Renfrew, BC.
We passed more grass, trees, bridges, and gorgeous ocean overlooks (not a single house) before arriving in dilapidated Port Renfrew - the end of the paved road and the start of the brutal West Coast Trail, originally a telegraph line that shipwrecked sailors would follow back to civilization. It's now famous for both its beauty and its outrageously dangerous and difficult hiking conditions (Dave? Scot? Jason? Any takers?).It took us two hours to drive the 60ish miles back. Sooke, a one-pony sort of town, looked like a metropolis after a day in the bush.
In other Milotay family news, Baby Milotay is on the move - flipping, kicking, letting me know that lying on my stomach is just not such a good idea. Poor Mark has to listen to me talk about it since nothing can be felt on the outside, yet.
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