Birders and photographers are in on the secret: the southwest corner of mainland British Columbia is the place to see migrating birds, ocean and mountain
Bicycle-camping may not seem like a bold idea, but we have shied away from it because our canoe-camping gear is too bulky to fit into
Loons, lily pads, lightning. A groundhog grazing outside our tent. An engineering marvel equal to the Pyramids of Egypt and the Great Wall of China.
A blond raccoon, a pink porta potty, blue owls, black berries, a grey mouse (in our clawfoot bathtub), yellow sunflowers, multi-hued birdhouses — colourful sights
We come upon a newborn fawn wobbling forth on his first grazing experience. She’s never seen a bicycle, but mother deer is nearby to help.
“It’s a bicycle highway,” exclaims a pedestrian, waiting to cross the steady stream of cyclists cruising Vancouver’s Kitsilano Beach on a sunny Sunday. At some