The alarm cuts through the silence at 4:44 AM.

A quick splash of water on my face, a stop at the gas station for coffee, and before long I’m heading north. The kayak is strapped down, the truck is packed, and another Orca Camp adventure is about to begin.

I’ve made this drive more times than I can count, yet it never feels routine. There is something about the early morning light on the Vancouver Island coast that reminds me why we chose this life. The roads are quiet, the forests slowly wake, and with every kilometre I get a little more excited to arrive at camp.

Nature has been especially generous lately.

The Northern Resident killer whales have returned to these waters once again. On our last trip we watched orcas resting just offshore, and we were lucky enough to witness a few incredible spyhops—those unforgettable moments when an orca lifts its head above the surface, seemingly taking a look at the world around it.

Humpback whales have been moving through the area as well, while bald eagles keep watch from towering evergreens. The squirrels are busy announcing another day in the forest, shy black bears quietly wander the shoreline, and Chinook salmon—some of them absolute giants—continue launching themselves clear out of the water.

Every drive north feels like opening the first page of a new story. We never know exactly what wildlife we’ll encounter or what moments will become the ones our guests remember forever.

Back at camp, there is plenty to do before everyone arrives.

The kayaks and tents need to be cleaned. The gear checked one last time. The coffee station stocked. Meals prepared. The hot tub and cedar sauna made ready. Every little detail matters because we want our guests to feel at home the moment they step onto the beach.

Our garden is thriving this time of year, providing fresh herbs and vegetables for many of the meals we serve. And, as I like to joke, the “camp pixies” have been hard at work again. Somehow everything comes together just in time, and before long it feels as though the camp has been patiently waiting for its next group all along.

People often ask if the early mornings and long days are tiring.

They certainly can be.

But then I stand on the beach with a cup of coffee, watch the tide roll in, hear the first eagle call across the bay, and remember that this isn’t just where we work—it’s a place we’re incredibly grateful to share.

In a few short hours, new guests will arrive. Some have dreamed of seeing wild orcas for decades. Others simply want to disconnect, paddle quiet waters, and experience life on the BC Coast.

Whatever brings them here, I hope they leave with memories that stay with them long after they’ve gone home.

And for us?

It all begins again at 4:44 AM.

Thanks for being here. Until next time! xx Sandra