A rainy day in Ucluelet
I’ve always enjoyed being on the west coast of British Columbia, especially on rainy, foggy days where colours are muted and the air is still. A bit of Ucluelet is just the ticket on these days…
A rainy day in Ucluelet
I’ve always enjoyed being on the west coast of British Columbia, especially on rainy, foggy days where colours are muted and the air is still. A bit of Ucluelet is just the ticket on these days…
If I could paint or sketch I would like to capture the diversity and complexity of nature, especially the things that we overlook or take for granted.
Ice, mud, and a bit of grass – there’s a simplicity that belies the complexity and orderly chaos of nature.
One of the life lessons I have learned the hard way is to slow down, and enjoy poking about on a walk on the beach. Maybe it’s more like a lesson relearned as I somewhat doubt that I had any pressing issues that would cause me to look at the beach, and then head off in a hurry.
I love ocean beaches as they are ever changing, reshaped by tide, waves, storms, and unfortunately in some cases by humans.
Bits of plastic and rope and other detritus from the Bay of Fundy lobster fishery – it’s all over the place and there is a lot of it.
Slow down… that’s my advice.
If you like the ocean and seclusion, the small beach at Kirk Brook is just the ticket. It’s quiet, and there is a whole lot of shoreline to explore at low tide.
We took the sort of abandoned section of French Cross Road to get here – you can also take the more civilized mostly paved section.
Kirk brook meeting the Bay of Fundy
Sections of the cliffs and sea caves are coated with ice in the winter, making for somewhat treacherous yet beautiful places to visit.
It’s been a wild ride of weather this year – lots of wind, a hurricane, and dramatic overnight fluctuations in temperature.
I like storms, so I headed to Margarettsville to see the waves generated by a late fall storm.