Ocean Odyssey 20 001.

For the last 2 years, we’ve been exploring miles and miles of wild Pacific beaches from Panama to Alaska. Only now have we succeeded in adding some sand dollars to our treasure chest of shells. 

Our Canadian dollars on the other hand, we have left behind in Tofino.

This is Rugged Point Beach on our way to Tofino. Here, I successfully went beach combing for sand dollars while My Captain was striking his habitual pose; his looking-out-over-the-horizon pose.
On yet another beach, there were plenty of abalone shells. The First Nations used abalone for colourful decorations in their art.
I was very happy with my “sand dollar” or “galleta de mar” find. It is the bleached exoskeleton of a type of sea urchin. This one has a 9 cm diameter, which is big for a sand dollar. They can live up to 10 years.
This jelly-like creature is a salp, aka “the ocean vacuum cleaner”. The latter because “it pumps large amounts of carbon from the ocean surface to the deep sea, where it contributes nothing to current warming.” A colony of salps to the rescue!

We arrived in Tofino at the same time the smoke from yet another wildfire did. Fortunately, it only took 2 days for the skies to clear and for us to stop with the coughing. That’s when Tofino seduced us with bohemian sophistication, and we willingly gave in. 

A menacing red fireball in smoky skies. No filter used, it’s the uncanny reality.
The whole of British Columbia is experiencing a drought and wildfire risk stays high.

The Pointe Restaurant at the Wickaninnish Inn enquired whether perhaps we were booking a table for a special occasion? Yes, indeed we were. Reaching 20 000 nautical miles at sea with O2 and her crew still intact deserved a celebration. But we made it easy on them and played along by putting the blame for this splurge on our 31st wedding anniversary, which also happened to be true. Another kind of journey altogether, and one we managed to survive pretty much unscathed as well. 

In October 2019, My Captain sailed O2 from La Rochelle, France to Lisbon, Portugal where I joined him. Nearly 4 years later and with over 20 000 nautical miles under her keel, O2 brought us safely to Tofino. A reason to splurge!
Boat with a view. Tofino is a charming very touristy little place where floatplanes fly customers all over the place all day long.The runway passed right by O2’s starboard window.
The water is healthy and mammals abound. But so does the green muck that got sucked into our water maker.
My Captain, aka Renaissance Man, in action again, as I am taking pictures while nervously biting my nails.

A third reason for our budget busting decadent dining extravaganza were My Captain’s recent technical interventions. He not only rewired a suddenly moribund battery bank back to life in the middle of the night, he also ingeniously unclogged the water maker without so much as putting a toe into the freezing water. The unclogging involved a broom, a full scuba diving tank used as a compressor and a diagnostic underwater stethoscope which clearly demonstrated that the water maker was choking on a sucked in overload of green stuff. Reasons a plenty to celebrate in a “smart casual” way, as was requested by the venue. We felt very posh.

Fun nautical fact. Lots of people believe “Posh” stands for “Port Out, Starboard Home”. It was allegedly stamped on the transoceanic tickets for the voyage between England and India. These “posh” seats were meant to provide shade from the blistering sun during both ways of the trip. The problem is, not one such a stamped ticket has been found. Si non è vero, è bene trovato.
All it took was a light summer jacket to turn My Captain from the maintenance man to the owner of a seaworthy blue water catamaran.

Exquisite food in exquisite surroundings is just one of the many treats Tofino has to offer. There are also the forest hikes, the beaches with beach huts built from driftwood, the surfers’ vibe, the whales, the hot springs, the boutiques, the First Nation culture, and….. the electric bikes!

“Meares Island was the site of the key 1984 Clayoquot Sound anti-logging protest that kicked off the region’s latter-day environmental movement.” Lonely Planet.
The Big Tree Trail is a 4.2km loop on Meares Island near Tofino. It’s still pretty wild.

Storm watching season is a big tourist draw in Tofino. It starts in November. There is nothing but ocean between Japan and the Tofino beaches. Waves roll in at up to 20 feet in height. In the summertime, beachgoers all along the miles long beaches build themselves a personal spot with the driftwood that has been slammed ashore.
People really make themselves at home on the beach.
Another hot spring dip in Maquinna Provincial Park near Tofino
This time, you could also take a hot shower.

There is a 35 km bike lane through the Pacific Rim National Park Reserve from Tofino to Ucluelet. It is inhabited by cougars, wolves and bears according to the many heads-up signs by the side of the bike lane. By now we know this isn’t just Canadian marketing to lure in wildlife fanatics like us. This is a genuine warning to tread lightly through the woods. 

So, off we went, once again equipped with a can of bear spray and some sing-alongs. There wasn’t a single mammal in sight. However, still moist, runny blackberry bear poop deposited at various strategic spots along the way kept us alert. Signs reminded us to slow down, lest we triggered Winnie-the-Pooh’s hunting instinct. Apparently, that’s a thing. And the same goes for jogging. 

“Dangerous wildlife protecting young. Stay safe by avoiding a bear encounter by slowing down and making noise.”
It’s blackberry season and bears are gorging on them. This heap of blackberry bear poop – scat-was still steaming with purple moistness.


We have now reached Ucluelet, “Ukee” according to the non-indigenous locals who have a real hard time reading & pronouncing the First Nation words and names. As do we.  Another more major thing we are struggling with now is that fickle Integrel battery charging system of ours. It started acting up over a year ago and went into a full blown crisis now, despite My Captain’s earlier intervention. The entire battery bank and Integrel software system are supposed to be exchanged for a brand-new upgrade once we enter the USA. Where exactly in the USA this boat-life-saving replacement will take place is still for the mother company in London to decide upon. For the time being, we write e-mails and leave messages on answering machines. One thing is certain: we have to reach San Diego by the end of September if we don’t want to get caught in an autumn storm. September is notorious for a sudden weather change on the North American West Coast.

Our batteries are drained .

It all boils down to inadequate communication. When the batteries are fully loaded, the system claims that they are running dangerously low and consequently proceeds to shut everything down. And by “everything” we also mean the electric cook top. A thing which clearly cannot be tolerated. That’s the reason why we are docked in Ukee’s Small Craft Harbor, hooked up to their shore power. Thank God the shore power overrules the cranky boat system and gives us some slack to figure things out before crossing into the USA. And now that the cook top is fully functioning again, I mainly busy myself by preparing hot comfort food for the both of us. It is badly needed. 

8 comments on “Ocean Odyssey 20 001.”

  1. Frank says:

    Wat een verhaal weer ! Gelukkig staat Superman altijd klaar om alle problemen op te lossen . 20000 zeemijl of 31,jaar getrouwd: wat is eigenlijk de grootste prestatie ? En dan nog allebei tegelijk. Proficiat !!
    Frank

    1. Viv says:

      En nog straffer: we zijn eigenlijk 32 jaar getrouwd. We raken al de tel kwijt. Ondertussen zijn we 1,5 uur verwijderd van Astoria waarvan mijn schoonbroer zegt dat er goede restaurants zijn. Maar eerst de Columbia rivier op en zonder averij over de zandbank aan de monding. Mijn kapitein staat weer op scherp!

  2. Veerle says:

    I soooooo enjoy reading your adventures!
    Thx for sharing!
    (and congratulations on your 31st anniversary 😘😘😘)

    1. Viv says:

      Hey Veerle, dat is heel leuk om weten. En bedankt voor de gelukswensen. Eerlijk gezegd, we hebben ons wat misrekend: ‘t is al 32 jaar. 🤓

  3. Luc Vydt says:

    Luc en Viviane, ook van ons proficiat met het jubileum. (Wij hebben zopas ons 50° jubileum achter de rug.) Ook heel erg bedankt voor de prachtige reisverslagen die ik in één ruk uitlees. Verder nog een veilige “trip over water” gewenst.

    1. Viv says:

      Van harte een dikke proficiat terug! 50. Dat is pas een jubileum. Morgen vertrekken we opnieuw en verlaten we Canada. We zijn hier 2 zeilseizoenen zeer veilig geweest. Ondanks de bosbranden en de droogte blijft het een machtig land. Hou jullie goed!

  4. Nicole Meul says:

    Super ervaringen—prachtig geschreven!🥰Ik wens jullie van harte proficiat met jullie jubileum!🥳🍷

    1. Luc says:

      Hallo Nicole, bedankt ! 31 jaar wil ook wel zeggen dat we er niet jonger op worden. Iets wat we recent weer mochten ervaren tijdens een ‘gevecht’ met onze spinnaker…

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