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Bucket lists are amazing–everybody should have one! They focus your intent, and provide measurable goals by which to evaluate success. On June 25, 2016, I checked off a long-standing item from my list: a trip to Lowrie Bay over Mount Saint Patrick. The trip exceeded my expectations in every way, but along the way I found myself asking, “What the heck am I doing here?!”

The light from our headlamps bobbed along the San Joseph Bay beach and danced across the crests of the rippled sand. It was midnight by the time the five Island Mountain Ramblers raced through the shadowy forms of the sea stacks, trying to beat the incoming tide around the headland. The waves lapped at our boots as we scurried between the rocky headland on our way to meet the final member of the group, Rishi, at San Joseph Bay’s Second Beach. Although I’m no stranger to starting hikes in the dark, normally it’s just before first light and not in the middle of the night. This was a special trip, and I could feel the adrenaline flowing as we walked–I was excited!

 

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Horizontal Distance 25 km

Starting Elevation 20 m

Maximum Elevation 420 m

Total Elevation Gain 1132 m

Total Time: 6 h (each way)

Even in the dark we kept a quick pace and we were at the San Joseph Bay’s second beach in a short time. Our late start was to facilitate an early start the next morning. Cape Scott Provincial Park is a long way from Nanaimo and this particular trip requires careful timing.

We had given careful consideration to the tides when planning our traverse of Mount Saint Patrick to Lowrie Bay, both inside Cape Scott Provincial Park. There are two cut-off points, and only one has a high-tide route. The biggest obstacle is getting across Sea Otter Cove; at high tide, the cove is flooded and the two streams that flow into the cove become impassable. I’m grateful for my club-mate who shared her GPS data with me; without it, I would have made some critical timing errors! Thanks to her data, we were able to time the trip well.

San Joseph Bay to Lowrie Bay

We had an early start in order to make the tides; we were walking by 6:30 am. Even at the early hour, the day was warm and muggy. Before stepping onto the steep, twisting trail, I paused to consider the heavy cloud that obscured Mount Saint Patrick’s relatively low summit–we would definitely be walking in the clouds. We were already damp as we passed the “Dangerous Route” sign which marks the trail to Mount Saint Patrick and points beyond. Within a few minutes of hiking, rubbing plants, and hopping over minor obstacles, we were soaked.

Rishi in the mists on Mount Saint Parick on our route to Lowrie Bay

As we approached the peak, Rishi took the lead and gained the Mount Saint Patrick’s summit first. This odd summit was engulfed in a thick cloud. The terrain, somewhere between bog and low alpine terrain, is uncommon on Vancouver Island; the loamy ground hosts a sparse collection of stunted, twisted pines, and lichens encrust the exposed rocks. Lacking a view of the surrounding landscape, it was easy to imagine that we were well above 1400 metres, rather than the reality of a mere 420 metres.

The most challenging section of the route to Lowrie Bay still lay ahead. The section between Mount Saint Patrick and Sea Otter Cove has a visible, flagged, booted route that descends a river of mud and roots down the north side of the mountain. Eventually, it gives way to a thicket of salmonberry, thimbleberry, salal, and every species of fern imaginable on the way to the river’s edge. As we walked, I reminded myself that we were still inside the park. The only evidence of this was a final BC Parks sign at the top of Mount Saint Patrick, which reads: “Please keep to center of trail even if wet and muddy. This will help to maintain soil integrity and also prevent further trail widening.” I wonder how many of those signs BC Parks manufactured…

Key signage on the route on the summit of Mount St Patrick en route to Lowrie Bay

Please Keep to the center of trail even if wet and muddy. This will help to maintain soil integrity and also prevent further trail widening.BC Parks

As we descended, we followed a small trickle of water down the narrow, muddy trail. Crouching below hanging bush, we stepped into a series of mud terraces. With each step, water and mud gushed over the edge and into the puddle below. Progress was even, but slow. For the most part, the route is simple muddy terrain, but a few notable sections still make me chuckle. The most memorable obstacle is a jumble of narrow, living trees that cross the route. Too high to easily hop over, too thick to push or pull on, too low to easily crawl under, it took a puzzling combination of moves to navigate through. We each took our own special route; I watched Rishi play ‘Twister’ as he moved through the obstacle, and hop down into the mud on the opposite side.

About two hours from the summit, we arrived at the creek crossings. They posed a special challenge, but we timed our hike well and the tidal waters had receded, leaving only 12-20” of water. Many of us failed in our attempts to cross logs, hop gravel beds, or walk over wet rocks–we ended up with soakers! Somehow, even in our soaked state, we managed to laugh about the route we came down.

A small section of old growth on our way to Lowrie Bay in Cape Scott Provincial Park
Beth considering her options at the water course on our way to Lowrie Bay
Crossing the grass at Sea Otter Cove on our way to Lowrie Bay in Cape Scott Provincial Park

We had only the pleasant walk along the grasses of Sea Otter Cove, and the bog between the cove and Lowrie Bay, still remaining. Sea Otter Cove is a feast for the eyes. By its very nature, the cove provides fantastic mooring for boats that want to escape the rough waters of the north coast. As we walked, we could see a moored 30’ sailboat, shrouded by the mists and rain. I could imagine the first white man to explore the area, sailing the Sea Otter into the cove and making land in a dory.

As we walked the flats, we could just make out the start of the route between Sea Otter Cove and Lowrie Bay. The bog was my favourite section, and also the easiest section, of the day’s route. We continued following the flagged and churned route through the twisted pines. Despite being wet to the bone, a smile was plastered on my face as the sounds of the shore of Lowrie Bay became audible through the trees.

A wet crawl through the flats between Lowrie Bay and Sea Otter Cove

We pushed through one last wall of salal just before the beach, a final attempt by Cape Scott Provincial Park to block us from reaching Lowrie Bay. When I hit the beach, I was speechless. Even through the mist and surf, the beauty of the place was apparent. Lowrie Bay is exposed to the sea, and the landscape bears witness to it. The place is rugged but not ravaged. The low-hanging mist created a sideways rain that collected on every surface it touched: my jacket, camera case, and even my eyeglasses.

We arrived at the beach early in the afternoon, and by early evening the mists lifted. Lowrie Bay was illuminated in the ethereal light of the sun as it tried to burn its way through the clouds. It created an even, shadowless light that provided suitable mood for our collection of north coast images.

Lowrie Bay's tiny cabin features a bunk bed suitable for sleeping two.

We walked the sands and enjoyed the rugged beauty of this seldom visited shore

I woke around 2 AM to the patter of light rain on the fly…

By this time, we were rested, ready to walk down the beach and explore the north and south sections. In better conditions, the soft sands and surf would be inviting; today, they were cold and foreboding. The highlight of the day was exploring the small cabin to the south of our camp! It’s a simple box, with a steel fireplace and two clean bunks. We each took time to read the notes written on the walls by adventurers, and as we left we turned off the light switch; the person before us left it in the ‘on’ position!

After completing our beach walk, we built a fire and ate our meals as we sat talking about the trip. There was no hope of drying out by the fire; the moist, humid conditions persisted throughout the evening, and rain came in the night.

The North Coast surf engulfing rock and seaweed.

Return to San Joseph from Lowrie Bay

I woke around 2:00 am to the patter of light rain on the fly, but by 8:00 am the rain subsided to the same heavy mist that we saw on the first day. Again, heavy droplets of water hung in the air, glazing everything in a slick flow of water. We were all wet, our gear heavy with the extra weight of the water. We weren’t keen to spend the day on the beach, so we headed back to San Joseph Bay.

A wet crawl through the flats between Lowrie Bay and Sea Otter Cove

When I hike an ‘out and back,’ I’m always surprised that it seems than the trip in; not in distance, or time, but in regards to the agony created by a difficult hike. As we passed by the familiar landmarks on the trail from Lowrie Bay to Sea Otter Cove, I was surprised how much easier the walking seemed. On the way in, I had felt challenged by the route, each obstacle presenting a new puzzle to work through; on the return, we moved confidently through the complicated terrain. Some of this confidence was brought by our attitude of “Who cares?” Each of us had boots filled with water, and our jackets and rainpants were wetted out. We didn’t try walking around wet obstacles; instead, we walked straight through them. After crossing the streams, Rishi commented, “I’m actually doing better. Before I had a puddle of mud in my boot and now I just have a puddle of water.”

Reaching the final 100 metres to the summit of Mount Saint Patrick, the atmosphere changed. We walked through a real Vancouver Island cloud forest: heavy cloud continued to deposit water everywhere, and now a light rain started as well. The muddy trail was a small sluice of mud and water that poured down the mountain. Water even trickled down the inner sleeve of my jacket – I couldn’t possibly be any wetter!
When I lead a hike, I gauge the psychological state of the group. Remarkably, the group maintained a cheerful attitude about the tough situation, perhaps in an effort to put a best foot forward. Beth was particularly cheery, and we were all grateful. I was feeling the toll of the effort. Rishi was, too; he asked me, “Do you ever reach a point in a trip when you say to yourself: ‘Why am I even here?’” I know I was asking myself the same thing.

Photo by Micheal at bluelightdistrict.org

I’m actually doing better because before I had a puddle of mud in my boot and now I just have a puddle of water. Rishi

I’m sure you are making the connection between the title of the report and the conditions we were walking through. The best description we came up with was that we walked down a bog from the summit of Mount Saint Patrick. More accurately, it felt as though we were descending a terraced series of tiny rice paddies. The trail was mostly a long series of puddle chains, and each step down was into a puddle of water held at bay by mud and roots.

Arriving back at San Joseph Bay, I brought up the touchy topic of skipping the final night on a rainy beach. Not one person objected – in fact, everyone was happy to get the heck out of there! On the way back to the car, Rishi made a wager with Michael for a can of Lucky Lager: by the time we made it back to the highway, Rishi predicted, blue patches would be in the sky.

As we sat in the Scarlet Ibis enjoying a beer, and fish and chips, Rishi won the wager. Blue patches and sunny breaks fought through the clouds that had followed us throughout the weekend.

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Matthew is an adventure blogger and photographer. He documents his adventures on explorington.com. His stories create a vivid backdrop to give his photographs cotext.
He finds his adventures with the Island Mountain Ramblers, and whenever possible, his family joins his adventures.

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