A year ago...to new adventures!

A year ago I was settling in. Kinda. Settling into my adventure in Durban. Ellie and I were still trying to find a place to live. We were watching world cup rugby a lot (do the bok jive!) The newest Canadian interns are arriving in SA sometime around now, and I am having moments of wishing I was back on the start of that adventure. But at the same time, the current adventure is pretty good. It may not be as exotic, but things are going pretty well.
I moved out to the west coast at the end of July. Squamish is my new home. I'm working at a firm in both Whistler and Squamish. Things are good. And I continue to have moments of thinking how beautiful it is here. Whether at lunch today in the bright sunshine, looking at the Chief. Or the beautiful drive back and forth to Whistler, or on some days back and forth to Vancouver. Pretty lucky.
I have two adventures that I should have shared awhile back. The first was my family's trip to London for the Olympics. It was a whirlwind, with a few emotional ups and downs. But I'm not going to write about it. Check out my pics on facebook (there is kinda a story that goes along with them). Instead, today is about my recent connection with my South Africa life.
I spent the September long weekend with Christie my law school roomate. Christie is a hot shot lawyer in Vancouver now. We also met up with Steph, another hot shot lawyer, but in Victoria. Funny story about Steph and a boat right before meeting us. Sucks when you live on a boat sometimes. Anyways. In addition to these wonderful ladies, we were joined by their almost as wonderful boyfriends, Kevin and Jeff. We were off to the Island - and over to the very west coast.
In all the years I spend living in Victoria, I had never made it to Tofino, the mecca of Canadian surfing. There was probably good reason for this - I'm not a huge fan of cold water - but I figured on the beautiful long weekend, I may as well meet the ladies over there. So, after a crazy rush to catch the ferry and a twisty turny drive, I arrived at the campsite where Kevin and Christie had a fire going and a beer ready. Steph and Jeff arrived just after me.
Day 1 surfing - I didn't surf.

Kevin surfed. Everybody watched him. 

Day 2 surfing - I tried to surf. The waves were kicking my butt trying to get out into the water. I made it out a few times, but man it was tiring.

Dal reunion

Getting wet wetsuits back on, also tiring. 

We had a great time with our lunch on the beach.

And then Christie, Kevin and Matt decided to go back out. Getting Christie's wet suit back on was a team effort.

Back at camp, we had a hobo dinner and played with fire.

Steph's ode to our waves that day. 

My skills. 

Christie's skills

A great weekend with these ladies (and their boys). Here's to adventures on the west coast!