Gwaii Haanas National Park, British Columbia, July 2023
Roads were only considered worth building to extract resources – lumber – copper. Forest have reclaimed the roads, slashes of a brighter green.
There is nothing flat enough on which to land a plane but the sea, and it’s rarely flat.
We board a sailboat, submit to the wind. We cruise the lofty islands, letting the wind do the work, the fat-bellied and booming sails do the work. The boat yaws, swings a bit and then dips, eliciting sharp curses from the knife-wielding chef in the galley.
low tide at Tanu what a spread for dinner! ravens call
