In the wilderness lies the preservation of the world.
Henry David Thoreau
“I don’t want to get up.”
“I don’t want to get up.” That is my first thought this morning. Until, after a moment of apathetically lying still, I realize that I am in the middle of Strathcona Park. We open the window of our cabin and breathe in the clear scent of forest and rain. Outside we can barely see the islands and mountains far away, still hidden behind white fog. We make our way to breakfast, with wondering eyes, and dig into the Canadian pancakes (which we – especially Tobi – will regret later).
We get to know the two rangers who will accompany us into the wilderness in the coming days, and paddle with them to our next goal. It is great to be with them – they give us so much – not only experience and knowledge, but also an unbelievable amount of inspiration and peaceful company. They show us how to make a fire (“A fire is like a little baby.”) and how to enjoy the stillness and quiet of nature. We sit together at the side of the river, watch a beaver swim by and are overcome by exhaustion from our trip yesterday.
Photos (c): Wilderness International, Sami Fayed