It was almost midnight, one night midway through the 2nd week of August. Most sensible folk were heading for restful slumber, but me? Armed with flask and red-light torch, and sporting umpteen layers of clothing, I was about to join a car-full of people I didn’t know very well on a foray into the West Sussex countryside.
That’s right, the Sunshine Coast, British Columbia. In Canada, not Australia. If you thought this westernmost of Canadian provinces was all about the Rockies, the gateway city of Vancouver and great swathes of temperate rainforest brimming with bears, you’d be overlooking a fascinating little series of coastal communities that deserve to be equally celebrated.