Obsession Thursday: The smell of woodsmoke.

Long beach on Vancouver Island. Photo directly out of my phone, really. No filters or adjustments of any kind. I can't make this stuff up.
Long beach on Vancouver Island. Photo directly out of my phone, really. No filters or adjustments of any kind. I can’t make this stuff up.

I am in Tofino. I got here by getting on a train in Toronto and riding in my little sleeper bunk all the way to Vancouver, then grabbing a rental car and taking the ferry over to Vancouver Island.

Tofino is a tiny little surfing town that sticks out of the west coast of Vancouver Island all by itself. It’s a 3-hour drive from reasonably urban Nanaimo (home of the bars), going up and down and through wiggly bits, over mountainy terrain, through rainforesty bits that occasionally open up to give you vistas I only wish I had photos of. Diamond-clear lakes that tend more to green than blue, and mountains covered with so very many trees (thankfully, still covered, not clearcut), and fog and little boats and omg I am so much in love with this part of the world. If you want to see what my trip has been like so far, you can find my photos here.

I’ve been lucky enough, thanks to being able to teach knitting, to have travelled to a lot of places. I get this ache often, this I HAVE TO LIVE HERE ache. Sometimes it passes as soon as I get to the next place; sometimes it stays with me long after I’ve returned home. Places that stuck really hard with me are Portland (the Oregon one), Hawaii, Brighton AND Yorkshire, in England, and now here. Tofino. This is the first place I’ve gone to purely as vacation. No work, except blogging. It’s been relaxing, refreshing, enlightening, and so enjoyable. I’ve made myself not be miserly and have booked the Whale Watch, instead of just wishing I had once I got home. I get on the boat in a few hours.

I’m reasonably freshly single after being married a long damned time. I could move anywhere I want, thankfully, as long as there’s a decent internet connection and a good rabbit vet. Every time I walk out of my little inn and smell the woodsmoke, and feel the dampness from the ocean against my skin, I realize that this kind of environment is the one that touches me most deeply. Woods and ocean. So maybe I could move somewhere like this.

Maybe I will. Or maybe I’ll book another trip here or somewhere like here. A longer one.

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5 thoughts on “Obsession Thursday: The smell of woodsmoke.

  1. Mandy

    Tofino is beautiful like that. I hear it’s siren song when I visit too.

    Closer to TO, Port Dover might interest you. I grew up in that area, and when I visited Tofino it felt quite similar.

    Enjoy your holiday.

    1. Amy

      yeah? that’s good to know! i am thinking perhaps some sort of annual extended working-vacation to a place like this might do the trick. i’m not sure i’m ready to give up toronto just yet.

  2. Cynthia Acheson

    I am glad that you are enjoying our lovely island, and Tofino is a special spot for sure! I am in the Cowichan Valley, just under an hour’s drive south of Nanaimo, and would gladly show you around the next time you head on out to spend time here! (And I know many people that have relocated out here from TO/Ontario – just sayin’) Enjoy your peaceful time away ☺️

  3. kim in oregon

    We spent a week in Ucluelet (just down the road from Tofino) a few years ago. If you have a chance go down there to see the lighthouse and the rocks–it is quite beautiful. There’s a great little restaurant (or there WAS) called Ukeedogs.

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