Final Comanche Invasion of Vancouver Island
We first invaded this beautiful island of the coast of British Columbia in 2003. Took our motorhome to Port Angeles, left it there and caught the ferry to Victoria. Spent ten days at a resort in Nanoose Bay.
In 2004, we again took the ferry from Port Angele to Victoria; however, this time we took our motorhome. We had no destination in mind, just drove up-island. Our first stop was in Parksville,then just headed on up. Parked the motorhome in a lay-by a bit south of Campbell River,unhooked the car and went looking for a nice RV park. We found Salmon Point RV Park and Marina by accident and booked in for a few nights, on the waterfront.
In 2005, and for the next ten years, we made an annual trek to Salmon Point, except for two years when went east to the Maratimes. Each time staying a bit longer.
We fell in love with our second home. Met many, many good Canadian natives as well as travelers from all over who were passing through.
Were it not for my British Bride's fear of flying, we may have attempted long-term arrangements and continued to visit the Island. Unfortunately,the only way we can get there is to drive.
Went north to Port Hardy once,just to say we had been there. Took the Jeep, followed a logging trail and drove to Coal Harbor (Harbour), also visited Port Alice. Quite a trip and quite a scene!
Always make it a point to visit Coombs and the goats on the roof, stand in awe in Cathedral Grove...
Another have-to is a visit to Gold River and up Mount Washington.
Oh, first stop after setting up at Salmon Point is a visit to Dick's Fish 'N Chips in the marina in Campbell River. Best fish 'n chips in the world!
I've kept a running log of our trips and can go back and retrace every where we've been,and whom we have met. The people are the best in the world! Except for one grumpy Brit ex-patriot who informed me that I was flying the Union Jack upsidedown...
...and maybe the poopy police who turned me in for not cleaning up after my Bear Killer at Salmon Point.
But two out of thousands is minor.
We were 500 miles into what would have been our final invasion when decided to abort the trip. Too many issues and both my British Bride and I had some bad vibes about the trip. Nothing specific, just several small but cumulative things.
Oh, we celebrated or 40th wedding anniversary two days ago.
So my many friends - it has been a trip,an adventure, moments in time that will remain with us forever. We'll sit back,remember those nights on Lighthouse Row,campfire blazing, cruise ships passing...
...sit back remember
The Final Invasion
In 2004, we again took the ferry from Port Angele to Victoria; however, this time we took our motorhome. We had no destination in mind, just drove up-island. Our first stop was in Parksville,then just headed on up. Parked the motorhome in a lay-by a bit south of Campbell River,unhooked the car and went looking for a nice RV park. We found Salmon Point RV Park and Marina by accident and booked in for a few nights, on the waterfront.
In 2005, and for the next ten years, we made an annual trek to Salmon Point, except for two years when went east to the Maratimes. Each time staying a bit longer.
We fell in love with our second home. Met many, many good Canadian natives as well as travelers from all over who were passing through.
Were it not for my British Bride's fear of flying, we may have attempted long-term arrangements and continued to visit the Island. Unfortunately,the only way we can get there is to drive.
Went north to Port Hardy once,just to say we had been there. Took the Jeep, followed a logging trail and drove to Coal Harbor (Harbour), also visited Port Alice. Quite a trip and quite a scene!
Always make it a point to visit Coombs and the goats on the roof, stand in awe in Cathedral Grove...
Another have-to is a visit to Gold River and up Mount Washington.
Oh, first stop after setting up at Salmon Point is a visit to Dick's Fish 'N Chips in the marina in Campbell River. Best fish 'n chips in the world!
I've kept a running log of our trips and can go back and retrace every where we've been,and whom we have met. The people are the best in the world! Except for one grumpy Brit ex-patriot who informed me that I was flying the Union Jack upsidedown...
...and maybe the poopy police who turned me in for not cleaning up after my Bear Killer at Salmon Point.
But two out of thousands is minor.
We were 500 miles into what would have been our final invasion when decided to abort the trip. Too many issues and both my British Bride and I had some bad vibes about the trip. Nothing specific, just several small but cumulative things.
Oh, we celebrated or 40th wedding anniversary two days ago.
So my many friends - it has been a trip,an adventure, moments in time that will remain with us forever. We'll sit back,remember those nights on Lighthouse Row,campfire blazing, cruise ships passing...
...sit back remember
The Final Invasion
