The South Brooks to the Bunsbies

I just got back from an 8 day kayaking trip with 7 women.
It was magnificent.
The ocean with its many moods, the trees, the sun, the white sandy beaches, the west coast mist, the ferns, the rock, the sea creatures, the sunsets, the sunrises, the big sky, the changing clouds, the taste of salt, the clean air, the bear eating seaweed, the colours under the sea, the otters, the seals, the wind, the waves, the surf, the ride, the boats' sleekness, the paddles' sound as they slice the water, the totems, the tide rising and falling and how it changes the look and feel of a place, breathing, the inlets to explore, the eagles standing guard in the tallest barest trees, the loneliness, the nakedness, the vulnerability, the intimacy, the community, the aroma of supper cooking.