23 2 / 2012
Solo adventures in Canada, from Michael Kew.
“Sparrowhawk Creek was hellish to reach, especially in the rain. The wave was worthwhile. In two weeks I walked to it eight times. Just three miles each way, its trail was short, but steep grades—some nearly 45°—and slick mud linked the crossings of four waist-deep creeks. Dense foliage smothered much of the path, so most of the walk was done in my 5-mil fullsuit and 7-mil booties while holding my surfboard and backpack over my head. On separate occasions aside the trail, grazing elk and a foraging black bear were startled by my clumsy figure, but they didn’t flee. They were unafraid because they were never hunted. Hiking to Sparrowhawk I saw no signs of humans, not a shoeprint or a bit of plastic trash. It was unknown when the last surfer had passed this way.”
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