Pre Day 1, or the night before I decided it would be a good idea to not pack, go to dinner with friends and go to a concert that one of my co-workers was performing in. So I stayed out late, had a great time and got home before midnight.
Day 1, after being out late and getting up at 5:30 so I could get my packing done, which was made a little more difficult from the lack of sleep and the lack of prep work on my part made the morning a little more difficult than it needed to be. Of course from the night before I had a few beers and that didn’t make the hand eye coordination that much better, but I did it to myself.
We made it out earlier than anticipated and made the ferry just in time. The ferry boats here are a lot better than the system I’m used to in Washington, the boats are larger, and better equipped for longer journey’s. We were able to grab breakfast on the boat and it was so good. I was able to have bacon with a side of bacon on top of my bacon. It sure made the hangover go away pretty fast.
We got off the boat, and made our way to the beach, which was a three hour drive from the ferry landing, but it was a nice drive and we saw some awesome vistas on the way. Once we got the campground and got everything setup, you could tell during the setup what we do for a living. First we moved tables to make space for the “village” and while some went to go get water and firewood, others setup “FAB”. Something tells me that we packed more food than necessary, but I was sure we had packed to many beverages. We had a great night, and made our dent in the food and beverage.
Day 2, I got up at the dawn and wondered why I was in a tent and not in my bed, but than I figured out where I was any why I was feeling the way I was. Which is to say we enjoyed as many beverages as we could safely enjoy. It’s a great group of people I went with, we all do our own things on our own schedules. C and I were first up and we sort of lounged around the remnants of the fire from the night before and contemplated the rest of the morning. I decided to go shower, which I couldn’t tell if it was a mistake or not, it was definitely a shower, but it wasn’t satisfying by any stretch of the imagination.
Once everyone was up and fed, we decided to head into Tofino to get some provisions and see if there was a surf shop to get some rental boards for the next day. We found out that the bottle shop was going to be closed on Sunday so we decided to stock up for the rest of the weekend. In other words we were out of beer and it seemed to be the drink of choice for everyone so we needed more. After the bottle shop run we headed to the beach, having no knowledge of this coast, I wasn’t sure what to expect, that and I’m used to something a little different from the time I’ve spent on the Washington coast. Needless to say my expectations were a little lower than usual, but it turns out that I shouldn’t have worried.
Day 3, getting up was easier now that B figured out we all needed ear plugs since sleeping on the ground + alcohol = lots of snoring. Thankfully we were sleeping outside, since beer farts are not something you want have in a closed space. Getting going we ended up renting some boards, packing an eskie and heading for the beach for the second day in a row. B, B, M and C were the only ones brave enough to head out into the water and try their hands at surfing, but since B knows how to surf and the others were keen to learn it was a good setup. G, N and myself were content to just lounge in the sun and watch the others surf. At one point N and I went into the water and after I found my testicles in my throat heading for my brain to do some damage I decided to get the hell out of the water and back into the sun to warm up.
Day 4, we packed our things up in record time and made our way to the ferry. We had booked into the 3 o’clock ferry, but we managed to make good time from Tofino and made it in time for the 12:45 boat.
All in all it was a great weekend and there were some really good times with great friends. I look forward to doing it again!