Wolves in The Great Bear Rainforest: A Trip to Remember

The Great Bear Rainforest: B.C.'s temperate rainforest treasure at the end of a rainbow. Photo credit: Tom Green
The Great Bear Rainforest: B.C.’s temperate rainforest treasure at the end of a rainbow. Photo credit: Tom Green

There was a giant whoop up this week in British Columbia. After nearly 20 years of protests, meetings, market campaigns, many, many negotiations First Nations, Environmental groups, logging companies and varying levels of government – a final deal was struck to protect the Great Bear Rainforest. For visual learners, skip the jump below to watch Greenpeace Canada’s pretty succinct video. For those who like to read go here.

From 2004-2006 I worked for environmental project funded by Greenpeace, ForestEthics and the Sierra Club of B.C. Because of this job I learned so much about B.C.’s temperate coastal rainforests, a bit about coastal First Nations and the geography of this sparsely-populated-but-highly-bio-diverse part of the planet. And because of this job, I had the privilege of visiting the Great Bear Rainforest in the fall of 2004.

Looking for photos from my Bella Bella to Port Hardy sailing trip, I found an article I wrote for Lululemon‘s magazine in 2005, so voila, here it is again. Since I wrote this piece 11 years ago, millions of hectares of rainforest (3.1mil to be exact) have been protected and many many people are working hard to prove that an economy based on eco-tourism and sustainable resource harvesting could be better than trophy hunting and clear cutting.

I’m so glad this forest is protected so I can take my son there one day to hear the wolves howl and listen to the salmon swim upstream. Virtual high fives to all involved, I’m so proud of you friends.

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5 Reasons To Fall In Love with Remarkable Cape Town

Clifton Beach
Clifton Beach, Photo courtesy of: Cape Town Tourism

The first time I visited Cape Town I was an 18 year-old exchange student on a ‘caravan vacation’ with my host family. Table Mountain loomed ominous over our RV park. We stayed in a tiny, gritty little fishing village called Fish Hoek. Each morning, fisherman speaking staccato Cape Afrikaans used their large nets, wiry arms and little boats to fish as they’d done for hundreds of years.

In the years following, I’ve visited Cape Town four more times, each adventure giving me a better sense of the city.  Cape Town is to South Africa what Vancouver is to Canada. It may not be the economic power house that Johannesburg or Toronto is, but it’s a cosmopolitan city known for its food, culture, history and geography.

It’s the kind of city where you can take a creaky, crowded train with all walks of life past shanty towns and end up in a ritzy, tourist area. It’s a city where you’ll eat Cape Malay curries that have stayed in family recipe books for generations. If you’re lucky, you might frolic with models at one of it’s numerous aquamarine beachesRead more