West Coast Trail - Part VI: Cullite Creek to Camper Creek

Log bridges and ladders. The hike to Camper was short, so there is little to tell from the hike.

To the right of this photograph are the tent sites, nestled just within the trees. To the left, Camper Creek cuts through the gravel bars.

Like we did at Cullite, early arrive enabled some exploration of the surrounding area. After sleeping in the sunshine by our site, we hiked up the creek and this young bald eagle passed us heading for the beach. 

There was a cabin, probably vacant, were some of the local first nations were
stationed. In there favour, I'm sure, a beautiful outhouse has been recently erected.

The fog along the shore made for very cold exploring. It was wet and the wind was howling. Yet, it was beautiful and lonely and I thoroughly enjoyed the wild feeling of the seascape.

There were many unique plants and animals growing on the cold open space of the limestone shelf at Camper.

A view of the beach from north of Camper Creek.

Interesting rock formations in the limestone.

A harlequin duck stretches its wings at the edge of the limestone shelf.

There were many crows at Camper, waiting for an opportunity to make off with garbage and human scraps.