VANCOUVER ISLAND: day 19

Woke up to the sound of rain hammering onto the roof. We quickly whipped the tarp back up to make breakfast without getting completely soaked (so much rain overnight it had crumpled in half). The hikes to the whale view point are still closed because of cougars. I really, wanted to see some whales, v sad.

Had another, very lengthy shower, rinsed the $2 an hour wifi to FaceTime my family, then we packed up and headed towards Alice Lake. Driving straight back into the depths of the forests and Sasquatch territory. Checked out a lot of potential camp spots on the way, but we have been spoilt with so many 10/10 views, which makes it hard to settle. Grass is always greener y’know.

Drove down a crazy 4x4 road (Isaac insists on testing the off roading capacity of this 94’ Chevy to find its limit, not sure how I feel about this plan) to suss out a small lake spot. We somehow made it to the bottom of the hill to find two, very very creepy, semi-abandoned caravans. One had an eviction notice across the door that had been ripped open. These faint signs of life, but no people in sight really set me on edge. I did not like it at all. 

Somehow made it back up the road (apparently the off roading limit has not yet been reached), and for some reason I am feeling increasingly more anxious. Stopped at something called Devil’s Bath. A very deep cenote (pool of water connected to underground rivers) and it really did look like something the Devil would bathe in.

None of the potential camping spots appeal to me, I know I am being too picky, but anxiety is saying no. Eventually found a place by a lake and set up for the night, but feeling sad that my anxiety is stopping us from doing cool things. 

Isaac pumped up the explorer and paddled out to a fishing platform. He actually caught a fish!! Red wine and lake fish for dinner.