This weekend I went camping with friends from church—we were at Porteau Cove, along the Sea to Sky highway which runs from Vancouver to the ski haven of Whistler. We would not have asked for more perfect weather: despite the cold nights, daytime was sun and summer through and through...I have a moderate sunburn to prove it! I spent Saturday—yes, all of it—in my bathing suit on the beach...laying on a piece of driftwood reading a book. Amazing.
Speaking of amazing, we saw everything from seals, otters, and bald eagles, to brilliant stars, and speechless sunsets. The site is hardly remote, but with its arched driftwood beach and vast panorama of islands and summits layered out into the horizon, drawing you into a wild blue yonder... it seems a world apart. A world stretched along the watery edge of a vast untold wild.
A weekend away on the edge of the wild...changing pace, breathing deep—making space.
