I let Marieka know my thoughts - we'd find a way to get her, her bike, and most of our gear to Masset and I would follow by bike, then we would work on next steps.
With her agreement, I put this into action, reaching out to Elsie at the Gwaii Naay House in Masset where we would stay there, asking if she had any ideas. Elsie responded to my e-mail immediately, that she would look into it.
We also spoke with Dawn, our host in Port Clements, who agreed to post on the Port Clements facebook page for us (as we didn't have internet access for my laptop, and couldn't access facebook with our phones). On our way back from a walk to the bird observation tower at the community campground, Elsie called: The Masset taxi service had a car, but no driver, so that wouldn't work, but she could pick up Marieka and bring her back, working around the arrival of another guest - a border agent who was flying in. We agreed on a price for Elsie's time and gas, and arranged that she would pick Marieka up at 10am.
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| A flotilla of trees where the Yakoun River flows into the bay |
With relief, we went to the Axe & Anchor for brunch and then updated Dawn, who also offered to help Marieka by giving her some topical oils that could help her back.
Afterwards, we walked to the museum, marvelling at some big old hardwoods in town (we later learned these were "Heritage Trees", planted 100 years ago) - a copper beech and an old oak growing side-by-side. Marieka was getting sore, but we went to see the golden spruce seedling by the church. It was still behind a giant chainlink fence. It had grown a lot in the last 15 years, but had spread outwards, instead of growing up, being still only a foot and a half tall, but 6-8 feet wide.
Dinner that night finished off our kimchi (a kimchi rolled omelet), after which we did some stretching and got our bags ready for tomorrow.
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