Oh Canada, Victoria to be precise

Early Thursday morning we waited in a long line at the Port Angeles ferry dock. We got there early because we had to drive our truck onto the boat that would take us on my biggest adventure yet. 


Let me back track a little. I just got my passport specifically for this trip. I’ve never been outside of the US before. I hate to fly. I have flown out of necessity and when I was much younger. Admittedly 9/11 scared the crap out of me therefore adding to my already unreasonable fears. It’s that bad that I even think is over the top. Now y’all know why this blog is called “road trips”  not my worldwide adventures. Maybe hubby will convince me to travel abroad someday. 

Ok back to my current adventure to Victoria, Vancouver Island, Canada. The ferry ride was a blast. I rode the whole way on the bow. I stood tall loving how the breeze felt and the ocean looked. I’m sure I looked like a little kid standing on the large pipes so I was tall enough to see over the rails. Yep, I’m short. Only 5ft. God stopped when he found perfection, or so I tell myself. 

When we entered the docks, all vehicle passengers were hearded downstairs. The process of loading and unloading the vehicles was quick and efficient. Since we had reservations we were in the front which really paid off for the customs line. It only took us about 5 minutes. I admit to having some nerves about this part. We have all of our camping  gear which includes some knives and an axe for firewood. Was this allowed? Thankfully we didn’t have any problems, 

We had lots of time to drive aimlessly and site see before checking into our sleeping quarters for the next 2 nights. The city is breathtaking. The homes are beautiful. The people are polite and kind. I discovered all of this within the first hour on the island. 

Our reservations were for an “Otentik” Read more. Basically it’s a tent/cabin. 

That was cool by its self. Now add in the fact it’s in Fort Rodd Hill Natiobal Historic site.


Wait there’s more, it’s also the location of the Fisguard Lighthouse. 


But wait, there’s more. The park closed at 5:00 and there are only 5 Otentiks, our first night we had to share the park with only 4 other people. Imagine getting to explore this historical location without anyone bothering you. Stepping in front of you while you read signs, take pictures etc. it was so quiet and peaceful. The family of 4 was exhausted and went to bed early so the park really was all mine! 

Oh! but hold on, there’s still more. Picture the sun going down. The air turning a little cooler, the only noise is the water lapping at the shores and the geese flying around making the occasional honk. Then you look up to the lighthouse again. OMG! I was stunned by the beauty. Thank god I had a camera.  You judge for yourself. 


I went to bed with this image in my mind and a smile a mile wide. 

I’m not sure this trip has anything to beat that vision. Challenge excepted