The last day and night of our vacation was spent in the lovely little town of Port Hardy.
We were very happy to leave the logging roads behind us.
What the back of my vehicle looked like, in Holberg.We spent some time at the town wharf, so Bowser’s daddy could try to break his streak of unsuccessful fishing outings. Bowser wanted to snuggle as he was getting “vacationed-out” by this point, with all of the extra adventures he was having.Hurry up, Daddy and catch something so we can go!Hoorah! Both Daddy and Bowser were happy the streak was broken. The little fish was returned to the ocean and we headed back to the hotel to relax.THIS is the way to end a vacation, Bowser is surely thinking.Vacations are soooo tiring is what he was really thinking.
We hope your weekend is not too tiring, yet has some fun adventuring happening.
Like the umbrella says, The Scarlet Ibis is the Island’s most remote pub. A bumpy and very dusty ride on a logging road dodging logging trucks will get you there…maybe, LOL. The pub provides a nice break from the drive and a place to stay and/or refresh before heading onto the main attraction: Cape Scott Provincial Park and San Josef Bay.After arriving at the parking lot, it is an easy hike to the ocean and the beauty of San Josef Bay.For the best experience, plan to go at low tide so the sea stacks, caves, and tide pool denizens are all accessible. Sea stars and anemones.Bowser and Daddy checking out a sea stack.And then a sea cave.Did someone say BRUNCH???After our “brunch”, the sun came fully out and we enjoyed the warm sands of San Josef Bay.Bowser in the sand.Walking back to the vehicles.A completely tuckered-out Bowser fighting to keep his eyes open, back at the adventure huts.
We hope you are having a lovely weekend, and not getting too tuckered out!
The Sunday Schnauzer is BACK! And happy to share photos of Bowser’s adventures while camping and road-tripping. First stop was Bere Point Regional Park on Malcolm Island…
Bowser is not the happiest dog in the car although he absolutely wants to get in the car with us when we are going somewhere. We’re not sure if he gets to feeling sick or is just anxious. The vet prescribed a sedative, which helps. The trip to our first destination was about 5 hours long so Mommy made sure he got his medicine in advance.
Stoned Bowser in his car bed while at a fuel stop. He handled the long drive quite well. A lazy start to the day; the next morning at camp.Bowser heading off for a fishing adventure with Mommy and Daddy. First time for Bowser in this little boat.Bowser being held by Mommy so he doesn’t jump out of the boat as it approaches shore. A successful first outing in the boat for Bowser. He even dozed off in the boat while the (unsuccessful) fishing was happening.
While the fishing was going on, my granddaughter and I were snorkelling around in the shallows and out to the kelp bed. I saw sculpins, moon jellies, kelp crabs and even a lion’s mane jelly! So cool.
Once Bowser en famille were back on land, we decided to try Bowser out on my paddle board.
Bowser on my paddle board with me. Another first for da Bowz!Bowser will probably never be a water sport lover like some dogs. But he tolerated both the boat and the paddle board extremely well and that is just great. He is a Miniature Schnauzer after all, not a Labrador Retriever!
Not all of our adventures took place on the water. Bowser’s dad wanted to show us a special place in the forest one day, so off we went.
Bowser’s daddy took us to his favourite (and biggest) tree on Malcolm Island. He grew up on this island and knows this forest like the back of his hand.
Bowser was not as impressed with the big tree as we were. He was much more interested in navigating the forest floor at breakneck speed.
Bowser taking a break from all of his forest “parkour”. The forest (any forest) is Bowser’s happy place. He looooves running in the forest and jumping over the fallen trees and stumps.
We also spent some time in the town of Sointula on Malcolm Island, and investigated the rocky shores there.
Bowser enjoys a good beach walk too.Lying on sun-warmed beach pebbles. Relaxing is what vacation is all about, amiright??? That’s Vancouver Island in the distance.
Next week I’ll be sharing pictures of our stay in Holberg and our visit to San Josef Bay.
Recently, Bowser’s mom and dad were away so I was in charge and Bowser stayed at my house. He slept either on his doggy bed or my couch and this is what I was greeted with while making my morning coffee:
Can you spot the Bowz?Checking to see what I’m up to but reluctant to leave the comfort of the sofa just yet.Inviting me to join him.That’s what he was waiting for – morning snuggies!All is well and good in Bowser Land, this morning.
We hope all is well and good with you too! Next week there will be no Sunday Schauzer as Bowser en famille will be away camping. Hopefully the following week will be full of fun photos of some of our outdoor adventures!
Till then:
Rock your bad selves on, and keep those elbows up!
My daughter and son-in-law are away right now on the mainland, leaving me in charge of keeping Bowser and the chickens alive and happy. So far so good. She texted me a couple of days ago to let me know she got a call from the vet that Bowser’s lump is benign. Hoorah!
Mr. Bowsie is healing like a champ:
He is not bothering the incision at all, which means the Cone of Shame is no longer necessary.
Bowser is not getting his daily dose of Mommy & Daddy snuggles so that means the burden falls completely on me. Oh woe is me! 😉
After walkies-snuggies….Before bedtime-snuggies…He’s really getting into it now.After a night on the couch, Bowsie joined me in my bed for wake-up snuggies.
I’m not sure how much more snuggle-time I can take! Someone please rescue me from all of the cuteness…LOL!
We hope you are enjoying a weekend full of snuggles.
For about a year now, we’ve been monitoring a tiny bump on Bowser’s head, between his eyes.
And lately we have been noticing it is getting bigger.
So this week, Bowser’s mommy took him to the vet to get it removed and sent to a lab. Results pending in about 2 weeks.
We’ve been joking he’s been growing extra brains or maybe a unicorn horn. But we are also a bit concerned. The vet says it is in a tough spot where the skin is quite tight and it will only be harder to remove if it keeps growing.
Unfortunately due to the bump’s location, Bowser had to be put under for its removal. We had a very dopey dog on Friday.
But now he is back to normal and begging for walkies.
We are slowly getting used to an eyebrow-less Bowsie.Bowser doesn’t seem too bothered by any of this. He’s just being his doggy self and living in the moment. What? I’ve been chasing ballies; do you expect me to stay pristine?
So far so good with the aftercare. He is not bothering the incision, even when on the occasional cone-respite.
We hope you are having a great weekend. Please send healing vibes if you have a moment.
Oh my. It was an exciting week here in Bowserland.
First off, Mommy is away. So there was a miscommunication between Daddy and Oma about who was giving me breakfast. I ended up with 2 breakfasts on the first day of Mommy’s absence. Can the day get any better? I still miss Mommy though…
Me, sleeping off my 2 breakfasts.
Then, later in the week Oma and me heard a big noise down at the creek. I could hear Oma saying “Don’t be a bear. Don’t be a bear. Don’t be a bear…” in that way of hers. We tried to peek between the trees to see what it was.
It was our local elk herd!
Of course I had to run down the embankment to bark my head off protect Oma and investigate further. So the herd ran up the other side to get away from my fierceness.
My job done, I went back up the bank to stand with Oma as she was filming.
The elk were really afraid of me!Being a protector can be very tiring.
Oma says we hope you are recovering this weekend especially if you have had an exciting week like us. I say Mommy please come home soonest. We miss you!
No worries about Bowser – he’s fine! It was me that was down for the count this past week with a brief but impactful stomach bug. No Canada Day celebrations for this girlie. I needed to stay close to home and to the…uh… facilities, at all times.
Bowser, who hasn’t gotten up beside me on the couch for months and months, decided he would join me while I was dozingnapping recuperating.
You know it’s bad when you are back in your winter woolies in order to stay warm, on the 1st of July.
Do dogs know when you need extra comforting? Or was this a happy coincidence?
He’s been like a little shadow even more than usual lately. Only going back to his place or outside when I am outside or when Mommy and Daddy come home from work. And even then he comes back to check on me.
Happily (for both of us), I’ve made a full recovery and we are out on the trails again!
We hope you have a safe and healthy weekend! Happy July 4th to my American friends!