By Grant Lawrence
Publish yr note: First released September 1st, 2010
From Captain George Vancouver to Muriel Curve of Time Blanchet to Jim Spilsbury’s Coast Spilsbury, viewers to Desolation Sound have left at the back of a path of books endowing the world with a romantic charisma that is helping to make it British Columbia’s most well-liked marine park. during this hilarious and fascinating booklet, CBC character provide Lawrence provides a complete new bankruptcy to the saga of this storied piece of BC coastline.
Young Grant’s father acquired a section of land subsequent to the park within the Nineteen Seventies, simply in time to come across the gun-toting cougar woman, left-over hippies, outlaw bikers and an collection of alternative characters. In these years Desolation Sound was once a spot the place going to the neighbours’ potluck intended being met with hugs from portly bare hippies and the place Russell the Hermit’s tuition of lifestyles (boating, fishing, and rock ’n’ roll) was once Grant’s own Enlightenment - a power that will take him clear of the coast to a lifetime of song and journalism and at last again again.
With rock band friends and some circumstances of beer in tow, an older, cooler supply returns to regale us with stories of "going bush", the tempting difficulty of discovering an unguarded grow-op, and his awkward fight to persuade a few vacationing kayakers that he’s a reputable CBC radio host whereas carrying a wild beard and physique wounds and gesticulating with a machete. With lots of laugh-out-loud humour and encouraged reverence, Adventures in Solitude delights us with the original background of a spot and the expansion of a tender guy amidst the magic of Desolation Sound.
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The Queen of Surrey, which powers between Horseshoe Bay and the Sunshine Coast, is just under four hundred feet long and one hundred feet wide. After the ferries come the yachts, floating mansions of the rich and famous, some with helicopter landing pads, uniformed crews and 53 secondary “skiffs” larger and faster than most of our primary Desolation Sound boats. Over the years various Hollywood celebrities have cruised the Sound in their floating white palaces. Johnny Carson, Merv Griffin and John Wayne (whom Mom and I met at the government wharf, getting the Duke’s autograph, which I still have to this day) have all enjoyed vacationing in the Sound.
It felt like the cabin was floating on the sea and caused me to feel slightly nauseated, as if the cabin was undulating with every wave. Dad’s beloved overhanging eaves covered off the upper level of decking on the front three sides of the cabin, which allowed us to sit outside and still stay cool in the shade and dry in the rain. Various critters came to depend on the eaves as much as we did. Pretty little barn swallows darted in and out of the upper corners, feeding chirping babies in nests that looked like they were constructed from a combination of bird shit and papier mâché.
Dad drove the car up onto the wharf, the tires thump-thumpthumping as they rolled over each plank. We clamoured out of the car and felt waves of warmth bounce off the granite rocks, melting the weatherproofing tar on the wharf. Defiant mussels and barnacles clung on to sides of the pilings, their 51 shells shut tight, waiting for the high tide to return. Our nostrils filled with the scents of summer on the coast . . salt air, seaweed, tar and gasoline. It was invigorating, and hard to believe that this was the place Mom and I had been so steadfastly avoiding for several years.