My daughter reminded me that this past week was the 3rd annniversary of Bowser coming into our lives. So here are some of the many, many photos on her phone of that first month with our favourite little rascal.
Mommy and Daddy think I am going to be happy to stay in this crate to sleep. HAH!This is more like it!And this!In the clover with my then-favourite toy – the turtle.Clam shells smell very interesting.I was very bitey back then.I survived endured was tortured with had my first bath.Daddy and me.I always have kisses for Mommy.
I hope you’ve enjoyed seeing these photos of Bowser as a puppy as much as I have. We hope you have some fun reminiscing of your own to do this weekend.
End of May 2025 – Hard to believe, I have been in my new home province for 5 years already! What better way to celebrate than with a long-dreamed-of trip to explore the north of the island. When Donna (Retirement Reflections) emailed me their itinerary for doing just that and asked me if I wanted to join her and Richard, there could only be one answer: Hell, yes!
No matter that the weather was projected to be cold and rainy. No matter that there was a huge power outage planned by BC Hydro for the entire north island on Sunday, from 8am to 7pm. No matter that I hadn’t perfected my car camping set up yet, nor had I ever taken my electric vehicle that far before. No matter that we would be without wifi or even cell coverage for a major portion of our stay. No matter!
Donna and Richard had arrived at Link River Municipal Campground near Port Alice the day before. When I arrived there was a delicious chili dinner waiting for me, at their camp kitchen. After a very comfortable and cozy night sleeping in the back of my car I helped Donna and Richard pack up their camp and we went to the Port Hardy RV Resort, to drop off my car for the next leg of the journey. On to Holberg in their vehicle, to stay the night in bunkies (the Scarlet Ibis’s Adventure Huts) at this island-famous pub. Very comfortable cabins, with a fridge, heat, and access to power. Until there was none, on Sunday morning! But first, off to Cape Scott Provincial Park and San Josef Bay!En route to Cape Scott and stopping at this famous landmark. Prepare for the unexpected? Hmmm…foreshadowing much?At first, the path to the ocean seemed flat and easy.There were some obstacles along the way, but nothing like what we unexpectedly had to deal with. Unfortunately no one thought to take pictures of the huge log that completely blocked part of the path – we were solely focused on how to get around/over it – but here is a similar sized log in Port Hardy, for comparison. Also unfortunately, where the log landed on the trail was where it dropped off completely on the one side and where there there was a steep incline on the other side. Also unfortunately, this log and the surrounding forest was covered in boot-sucking slippery mud, bark, slimy moss, roots, and branches – not clean and dry like the one I am posing with. However, we managed to get around the log – taking the low route on the way out and the high route on the way back. We had mud everywhere on our bodies as a result. I had packed 2 raincoats for this trip, thinking at the time that that was most certainly overkill. Be Prepared for the Unexpected, indeed! Ultimately I was very happy that I had the extra raincoat with me, so I could stuff the dirty one away in a garbage bag until I could wash it at home!!!But getting to San Josef Bay and seeing the famous sea stacks was absolutely worth it. Note: if you go, be mindful of the tides. It is best to go at low tide, or the sea stacks will be unreachable unless you want to swim!Here is Donna, next to a sea stack, for size reference.There were also some sea caves, that we took refuge from the rain and wind in, while stopping for a snack. Leaving our very temporary mark on San Josef Bay. Then back onto to the trail, back to navigating the log obstruction, and finally back to the adventure huts to spend the night. The power was cut right at 8am as promised, and we headed into Port Hardy where our final North Island night was booked at the Port Hardy RV Resort. During the outage, we went into town where the local Pride Society was putting on a “Power Outage Pancake Breakfast – 10am until we run out” outside, at the Thunderbird Mall. This bird decided my Hullavator made a nice perch while we were eating our delicious pancake breakfast in the parking lot. Thankfully, it didn’t poop. Also thankfully, the local Co-Op was operating on generator power so there was hot coffee/tea available!The next morning: cleaned up and back at Port Hardy RV Resort in front of one of our luxurious cabins. Happy to have the power back on too! (It came back on at 7:20pm.)Monday morning: Charging up for the drive home, in Port Hardy. Naturally, the rain finally stopped and the sun came out just in time for leaving this beautiful place!Beautiful shoreline walking in Port Hardy, while waiting for my car to fuel up. I also visited Cafe Guido while waiting – a great spot to grab a coffee/snack/sandwich, and peruse the attached book shop and craft/art gallery.
I learned quite a few things on this trip! I learned that I can sleep warmly and comfortably in my car. I also learned how to find and use fast-charging stations along the route. I liked that these stops allowed me to take breaks from driving to stretch my legs and enjoy the local scenery, a meal, and shopping at local businesses. On this trip I didn’t have to wait to access a fast charger either. I am sure that won’t always be the case, but this time was quite successful in that regard.
Despite the weather, the power outage, and all the other little imperfections on this trip, I had a wonderful time and I think Donna and Richard did too. I already knew that Donna, Richard and I had been very compatible travellers in the past, and it’s gratifying to know that we still are. We already have another trip planned, for the summer.
I am calling this trip a glowing success and a lovely celebration of this anniversary of mine. I’m pretty sure Donna will be writing about this trip too, on her blog. Be sure to check it out!
We had a rainy walk recently, and the conditions were perfect for taking pictures of the flowering plants and bushes we encountered.
A soggy but happy Bowser indulging my stopping to take photos.Saskatoon Berry flowers.The highly invasive Scotch Broom is flowering and turning the whole island yellow. You will see it sneaking into a lot of the following photos.Here is another variant of the Scotch Broom flower.It’s EVERYWHERE.Lupin (and Scotch Broom)Bowser pausing to lick the rain and whatever else off of his nose.Native Blackberry vine.Nootka Rose (and…sigh…Scotch Broom)Thimbleberry (AND SCOTCH BROOM!)Close up of Thimbleberry flower (and…argh…Scotch Broom).Still my favourite of all the flowers! And NO Scotch Broom in the background 😏.
I am currently camping with Retirement Reflections and will have little to no internet/cell service, so pardon me for being tardy in responding to your always lovely comments! I will, as soon as I am able.
After having the trail almost always to ourselves for months now, the warmer weather is bringing more humans out. How do I know this?
Not only flowers blooming on the trail, but also trash left behind by partiers. I had seen piles of trash – including returnables/recyclables – on the trail the day before, so I came prepared for this walk. Or so I thought…To paraphrase a line from Jaws, I’m gonna need a bigger bag…
Anyways, back to prettier things.
Like trilliums!And what I think is called a gummy gooseberry.And of course, the patiently-posing-for-a-treat spring-flowering Schnauzer Berry.
The patio furniture has reappeared in the Dragonfly Cottage garden and Bowser was of course the first to jump up on sit on it…as soon as the cushions hit the frame. After all, he has rightfully earned the sobriquet of Patio King.
He didn’t immediately go to his preferred spot, which surprised me. Then he saw it and remembered.Best seat in the house always has Bowser’s name on it, apparently.And, of course it wasn’t long until his loyal subject was pressed into petting duty…sigh.
Bowser’s other grandmother was over recently and marvelled at the state of his teeth. “How are they so white? Do you have them cleaned? (No) Do you brush them? (No) Then why are they so crazy white?
This. It’s just this:
Bowser, happily munching on a found wisteria trimming.This actual dog can happily chew on a stick or one of his many toys for hours a day, supervising watching us work like proverbial dogs in the garden.
Bowser, sitting amongst his daddy’s fir tree trimmings, happily chewing on one of his spiky toys.Does life get any better than sitting in the spring sun with a stick between your paws? Bowser doesn’t think so.We think this is the reason for the white toofies.
May we all take our oral hygiene as seriously as this dog does!
Elbows up,
The WB
P.S. Fellow Canadians: if you haven’t already, be sure to get out and vote tomorrow!!!
Our daily walks have been outright glorious lately. It’s such a treat to see the plants come into bloom.
Salmon Berry flowersMass of fawn liliesClose up of fawn liliesBowser is loving spring too, although he is not interested in any flowers unless they are flower-shaped dog treats!The Oregon grape bushes are flowering and they are scenting the air most wonderfully!Trilliums can be seen in the more wooded areas of our walks.Bowser making a (somewhat unnecessary) water crossing – I choose to cross over a drier, more rocky path instead.Flowering Western coltsfoot.He may look stern, but Bowser is actually thrilled to have spring weather again.
We hope you are able to enjoy the weather, wherever you are.
I know some of you think Bowser is all love and light – a happy-go-lucky soul – spreading joy and cuteness like rays of sunshine everywhere he goes.
Listen. To. Me.
Actually, Bowser is an unrelenting, unapologetic authoritarian taskmaster and I am helpless in resisting his demands.
You must not Stop. The. Pets.If I hesitate for even one small second to rest my tired hand, I get THE PAW coming at me.Stop holding my paw and pet me. PET. ME. NOW!That’s better.
If I am slow to respond to Comments, please send help. I am being trapped in servitude to this authoritarian bully despot enforcer tyrant dog.