Setting Sail to Vancouver Island

The early morning air was crisp as my husband and I made our way to Canada Place, the starting point of our much-anticipated Vancouver Island adventure. As seasoned road-trippers, the thrill of a new journey always brings a sense of nostalgia, reminiscent of the countless miles we traveled across America in our youth. This time, however, we traded our RV for a ferry ride across the serene waters of the Strait of Georgia.

The ferry ride was a delightful prelude to the day ahead. We stood on the deck, the wind tousling our hair, as we watched the cityscape of Vancouver fade into the distance. The sea was alive with the playful dance of porpoises, and the occasional whale sighting drew gasps of awe from fellow passengers. It was a reminder of the vastness and beauty of nature, a theme that would resonate throughout our day.

Ascending the Malahat SkyWalk

Upon arriving on Vancouver Island, we were greeted by Amanda and Bobby, our guides for the day. Their warmth and enthusiasm were infectious, and they quickly fostered a sense of camaraderie among our group. It felt like a family road trip, with laughter and shared stories filling the shuttle as we made our way to the Malahat SkyWalk.

The SkyWalk itself was a marvel of engineering and nature. As we ascended the spiral tower, the views unfolded like a panoramic painting, each layer revealing more of the island’s rugged beauty. Standing at the top, with the wind in our faces and the world spread out below, I was reminded of the countless vistas I had admired from the windows of our RV. The slide down was an unexpected thrill, a playful nod to the adventurous spirit that road trips always seem to ignite.

Savoring the Flavors of Vancouver Island

Our journey continued to the Merridale Cidery & Distillery, nestled in the heart of Cobble Hill. The orchard was a tapestry of colors, the air fragrant with the scent of apples. As we sampled the artisanal ciders, each sip was a celebration of the island’s rich agricultural heritage. It was a moment to pause and appreciate the simple pleasures of life, much like the small-town diners and roadside stands that dot America’s highways.

Our final stop was the charming town of Duncan, known as the City of Totems. The streets were alive with history and culture, each totem telling a story of the First Nations people who call this land home. It was a fitting end to a day that had been as much about connection as it was about exploration.

As we boarded the ferry back to Vancouver, the sun setting in a blaze of color over the water, I reflected on the day’s journey. It had been a perfect blend of adventure and nostalgia, a reminder of why I fell in love with the open road all those years ago. For those seeking a day trip that offers both breathtaking beauty and heartfelt connections, I cannot recommend the Vancouver Island Tour enough.