So we borrowed Al's van and took a quick trip up to Tofino, quick because it was cold (as usual) and so misty that we were scared to go in the (freezing) water for fear no one on the beach would see you if you were in trouble. Edy was a good sport and let me talk him into camping in the back of the van at McKenzie Beach.
Here's Edy eating a six-pack of local oysters at the Schooner restaurant. He tried alotta oysters while he was here, but he says these were the best.
Beach-hair at its best.
The sun was shining, but the mist was so thick you could barely see two feet in front of your face, and this surfer was the only one we saw the entire time we were there. I think Edy was expecting some kind of bar-on-the-beach, California-esque kind of surf town, which Tofino definitely isn't...but the place is so beautiful you can't help but stand open-mouthed on the beach.
Here's Edy eating a six-pack of local oysters at the Schooner restaurant. He tried alotta oysters while he was here, but he says these were the best.
Beach-hair at its best.
The sun was shining, but the mist was so thick you could barely see two feet in front of your face, and this surfer was the only one we saw the entire time we were there. I think Edy was expecting some kind of bar-on-the-beach, California-esque kind of surf town, which Tofino definitely isn't...but the place is so beautiful you can't help but stand open-mouthed on the beach.