"Boise-eyed" # P7
Pinecone Burke Provincial Park, BC
" Oh please, just another fifteen minutes," the imaginary debate rages on inside my head as I lay in the warmth of my sleeping bag. Outside it is cool, moist and early. After all I'm just getting sooo comfortable. My tent mate ensured a restless sleep with his saw-like snoring - but its "magic time" and I know we have to get up.
Early morning light has that etheral quality that turns ordinary places into fascinating works of art. Our camp is in the heart of the Boise Valley - one of the most wild and pristine, intact temperate rainforests in the Lower Mainland of BC. To miss this opportunity would be nothing short of sacreligous for forest freaks like us. We get up,adjust our eyeballs, make some java, and slowly go through our morning rituals.
The Boise is one of those fairy tale forests you imagined as a child. Thousand year old cedar sentinels stretch toward the heavens, wild looking mushrooms and fungi carpet the forest floor and your closest neighbor is a bear. This is no drive-through-old-growth-forest-trap. The place has a timeless feel to it, an aura that brings a sense of awe to those fortunate enough to visit. We grab our cameras and we're off.
"Boise-eyed" # P7
Pinecone Burke Provincial Park, BC
" Oh please, just another fifteen minutes," the imaginary debate rages on inside my head as I lay in the warmth of my sleeping bag. Outside it is cool, moist and early. After all I'm just getting sooo comfortable. My tent mate ensured a restless sleep with his saw-like snoring - but its "magic time" and I know we have to get up.
Early morning light has that etheral quality that turns ordinary places into fascinating works of art. Our camp is in the heart of the Boise Valley - one of the most wild and pristine, intact temperate rainforests in the Lower Mainland of BC. To miss this opportunity would be nothing short of sacreligous for forest freaks like us. We get up,adjust our eyeballs, make some java, and slowly go through our morning rituals.
The Boise is one of those fairy tale forests you imagined as a child. Thousand year old cedar sentinels stretch toward the heavens, wild looking mushrooms and fungi carpet the forest floor and your closest neighbor is a bear. This is no drive-through-old-growth-forest-trap. The place has a timeless feel to it, an aura that brings a sense of awe to those fortunate enough to visit. We grab our cameras and we're off.