Wallace Island

Last summer we acquired a copy of the book 'Once Upon an Island' by David Conover, about a couple post-WWII who bought Wallace Island and built a vacation resort.  It is a quick and good read.  I read it a couple of weeks ago in anticipation of visiting Wallace Island.  Al began it a couple days ago, and after arriving on the island yesterday afternoon and exploring a bit, he said 'I'm anxious to get back to the boat and read more about it!'

I think this could rival Glenthorne Passage for my favorite spot this season.

Viking Star in cozy little Conover Cove.  We came in not long after low tide -- we thought we had planned better than that.  For the first time ever, I was put on the bow of the boat to watch for rocks  as we crossed the very narrow, shallow channel to the cove.

The famous cabin, covered and filled with placards by visitors.  SO much better than carving in trees, or writing on walls.

Picnic Point.  Al has no trouble stepping out onto the narrow trail on the spine of a ridge, but this is as far as I go.

In a few places, driftwood has been placed over muddy spots.  Even raccoons like to keep their feet clean!

 On Honeymoon Beach, the starfish are appropriately paired up and tucked away in corners.

I don't remember if the fruit trees are remnants from the time of the Conovers, or the previous owner of the island, Mr. Chivers.

The stormy view from the dock, over Salt Spring Island to snow-covered, fog-shrouded mountaintops on Vancouver Island.  This is high tide -- the channel narrows SIGNIFICANTLY at low tide.