Getting to Haida Gwai, a seven hours ferry ride
On a rare blue sky day at this time of the year
Terre sacré en vue
First hike along Tlell river toward a ship wrech
Lushy temperate rainforest
Ralph and I walking the beach and searching for semi-preious stone called Agate
The logging ship crashed in the 1920's, After the incident the local people would get parts from it to their own building projects
Rumi and I contemplating the size of it
Time and weather are great artists
lunch break with our dear host Ralph the Haida ranger
We got to learn how to clean a deer, what an exciting time!
Me butcher, mmmmm, who would have thought?
Ralph teaching Rumi
skilled like a surgeon!
North tip of the island called the Rose spit. According to an Haida legend, this is where the Raven freed the people from a clam shell. It was the origin of the Haida people.
Trying to stand against the strong south east wind blowing at Cape Fife,
Joyful happiness!
Low tide reveals all sort of treasures
The famous semi-precious Agate. Beware that it can create an intense addiction for beach combers
Sublte beauty
sand carved by wind and ocean
Fighting to become the volunteer of the month for the Haida Gwai provincial parks as I split wood for the Cape Fife Cabin
beauty around sunrise
Magical and relief moments at Rose Spit
a mudy ride on North beach with Ralph and his ATV
Blow hole, when tide and waves are right it can splashes more than 40 feet high.
Intimidated by its power..
One of the highlight of our stay, clam digging. Gotta be realy quick...dig twice, put your hand in there, grad them by the neck and boom! Diner is served..
Really enjoying it!
She is a pro!
looing for signs....
Never though a clam could be that big
processing the clams
eating them as well
Anvil trail with the giants
Unfinished Haida canoe left right by its stump
resting confortably on the canoe
mmmm! les champignons: Yellow foot, Chanterelle, puffball and Hedgehog for diner.
Coral mushroom
On the Golden Spruce trail.. Sacred Haida tree and unique for its genetic, the golden spruce has dramatically been cut down by a man who wanted to protest the logging industry rampage all throughout BC.
breathing the oneness
nursing log feeding delicious nutrients to theses good size spruces
Ralp playing on bonanza beach
saying háw'aa (thank you) to the land
Ren, a friend from Vancouver
balancing rock
the ultimage image of courage and dedication , the salmon journey to its death
Overlooking north beach from Tow Hill
Dear friend on top of Tow Hill
playing with light
