Tuesday, August 14, 2012

a journey to shearwater - august 12 2012

I’m feeling a sense of relief.

Relief that, off all sides of this ship, called the Queen of Chilliwack even though it sails nowhere near the land so named, all I see is pristine, untouched, magnificent, majestic, wilderness.  It’s possible that the human interference, the ugly clearcuts, exist just beyond these shores, that they haven’t yet destroyed all the wilderness that’s out of view, inching ever closer with their machines to expose tourists to what’s really going on, as has happened to so much of the rest of this province.  I’m hoping the wild splendour that I see is more than just a fa├žade.  It’s been a long time since I’ve looked at such an entire landscape without thinking “that used to be so beautiful.”