My first days in Tofino as a kid from Delta were back in the early 90s. Now through trial and error I am trying to make up for 15 years of surf deprivation. I was now in surf heaven, Kasandra and I with our boards and our 6mm wetsuit were ready to hit the surf.
So to sum it all up it was surf, sun, surf, campfire, sleep. Repeat. Pretty simple, really. And what better way to spend the last week of August.
There was something for everyone, close to perfect rights peeling waves; hollow left waves and gentler, more forgiving beach break waves (for when we just wanted to go surfing, not play keep-away with a death by drowning with point break waves).
South Chesterman Beach was like a Roy Henry Vickers painting, with aqua blue sky melting into blue/green waters, contrasted by the expansive temperate rainforest landscape of old growth forest and windswept brush.
The surf was even more surreal at Cox Bay. Set after set of absolutely perfectly shaped waves. Lefts and rights, point breaks and beach break waves; there was literally something for everyone.
We need to dry out a little between sessions so we would drive back to the campsite Bella Pacifica or into town. Tofino is a happening little tourist town with great restaurants, coffee shops Breakers Delicatessan , and storefronts to check out in the day.
