A midnight flat tire on Vancouver Island's loneliest road. Rescued by a bear hunter. We hiked more than 50km - with a bear trailing us, and more - a cub peeking from behind a tree. We followed wolf tracks, slept beneath lighthouse skies, and watched the sunset blaze over the coast. Well, even the "Graveyard of the Pacific" has a...
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In August, we set out from the small coastal community of Bamfield, following the rugged trail toward Cape Beale Lighthouse—the oldest staffed sentinel in British Columbia. The journey would take us through dripping forests, over broken boardwalks, and past the ghostly shapes of abandoned boats, until the path ended at the edge of the continent, where waves and wind rule.
