On my birthday two days ago, a good friend of mine sent me a greeting and wrote that it seemed very fitting that I was celebrating my day in Canada on the verge of a new adventure in my life. And I guess she is right…I have been one for taking the traditional route in life. I moved out of my parent’s house when I was 19 – and moved to London. I did course that required two internships abroad, so off I went to Sydney and London again. I pursued my dream of working in the car industry, I moved to a small island and learned how to smoke fish and now I sit in the home of my Camino friend’s house in Victoria, BC.
My reason for coming to this beautiful country is again a pursuit of dreams. For some time now I have been dreaming of getting a place of my own out in the country side – a farm shop, café, B&B or something along those lines. But what do I know about farming? Not a whole lot I tell you! But I never knew anything about smoking fish either and I learned, which is why I am here.
Later today Gail will drive me to Campbell River, from where I will take two ferries to get to Cortes Island – know as one of the Gulf Islands. I have made plans with Blue Jay Lake Farm to do an apprenticeship with them for the next six months. Hopefully I will fit right in with life and people on the farm, while I learn the daily runnings of a sustainable, organic farm. And hopefully there will be time to get some hiking in there as well 🙂
Since I arrived in Victoria last week, Gail and my other Camino friend Stuart have been taking great care of me, showing me the area through hikes, camping, dinning and drives. Allow me to share some of the photos from Beaver Lake, Goldstream Park and Mystic Beach:
I gave my self new hiking boots for my birthday – and Gail and I tested them yesterday at Swan Lake. So far they are fantastic!
So this morning after having made myself a boss breakfast, I sit and contemplate this new chapter of my adventure – Cortes Island. Some of you know that I got bitten by the island bug on Tunoe, so I really look forward to returning to island life. This is a little bigger though – 1000 people reside on Cortes Island. The big question I am out to get answered, is if this is just a crazy, romantic idea I have, or if I know myself well enough to be on the right path. Time will tell, and I will try my best to keep you all in the loop. However I will be moving to the boonies (as Gail calls it), so no cell connection and I don’t know how often I can get online. But I will try to share the beautiful sights I know await me up there.