The legendary Moon of Endor was a mythical place in my mind that was sacred ground for all time…until I accidentally discovered the forest on my journey to Tofino, B.C. My imagination took a blow for the worse, but I’m still convinced that ewoks exist.
I think the moss is called 'bitches beard' due to the loose and hanging look.
The amount o fmoss here was amazing. It was everywhere.
A 50L Adventure duffel will keep my goodies dry.
My Kid... either that tree behind him was huge or he shrunk.
Finally made it to the beach. Time to switch gears.
Smore o'clock yet?
A couple of hungry rascals.
Pack it up.
Time to go.