Surge Narrows Provincial Park

Saturday, October 19, 2013

Standing on the rocky shore of Peck Island, I glance down at my watch; anytime now. The mid afternoon sun is high in the sky and we are at the end of the ebb tide. The movement of the water’s surface is far less intense than it was just 20 minutes ago. The long strands of kelp are my clue. I look away for just a moment and the kelp is now pointing in the opposite direction; the flood has started. In about 3 hours, the waterline surrounding this small island will have risen and sound of tidal rapids running at 9 knots will dominate the solitude of now.

Standing on the rocky shore of Peck Island, the last bit of this evening’s sunset has now faded. The moon has not risen yet but with every star in the sky shining, there is enough ambient light to allow me to enjoy the view. Tonight’s sky is so incredibly clear. Satellites in low-earth orbit can be seen streaking above at impossible speeds. There is a twinkle in the sky but it’s the twinkle in the water that provides the real light show. Over and over, the whirlpools and boils of the tidal flow glow blue with bioluminescence before fading into the darkness. I reflect back on my afternoon kayaking in these turbulent waters knowing that what I enjoyed was more than salty water. Crawling into my tent, I fall asleep to the sound of a humpback whale playing the bay.

Standing on the rocky shore of Peck Island, I breathe and smile. Soon I will be paddling my kayak on a standing wave. My reward will be feeling the power of the moon pulling on the ocean.

Enough standing...