This is Powell River’s motto. Any town that chooses a motto like that deserves a visit. How could we resist? Currently, the town is trying to attract people to move here. They constructed a website which includes interviews with newcomers. Most people telecommute or start a business because there isn’t much work here. You can’t beat the natural beauty. It feels quite tropical here, but maybe you should take that with a grain of salt — I’ve lived on the prairies for 20 years now. We did laundry and hung it to dry, which took most of the day, even with the ocean breeze.
Our campsite is on the ocean, but on a cliff. There are some sites down below, directly on the water, but they are close together. Ours is shaded by gigantic cedars. We can see the water sparkling and hear the waves lapping at the shore. It can’t get more peaceful. The two ferries were not wrong.
This is the cliff behind our campsite. At the bottom is the Sunshine Coast Trail, and beside that is the ocean.
We made it to the beach: Willingdon Beach, Powell River
We took the first ferry from Horseshoe Bay to Langdale. We were parked next to the big logging trucks on the lowest level. The ferry loading and unloading was slick. They kept everyone orderly and moving quickly from each side to keep the boat from tipping. It was very well orchestrated:
Ferry from Horseshoe Bay
Here are the foot passengers getting off first. They lined up in front of our truck.
The first ferry ride was only about 40 minutes.
Then, we drove up the lower Sunshine Coast to Earl’s Cove. We took the Earl’s Cove ferry to Saltery Bay on the Upper Sunshine Coast. That ferry ride was about 50 minutes. I had taken motion sickness medication (which wasn’t needed at all), so I feel asleep before we had even started moving. Darn. I took a few videos of us loading and unloading, though.
Here we are lining up for the second ferry:
We arrived in Powell River on Wednesday (yesterday) at around 5 pm.