My family had visited Vancouver Island a few times, but this time we would experience it through my father-in-law’s eyes. It had been a long winter and he wanted to see spring on the coast.
My father-in-law, Roy, grew up on Vancouver Island, at Cordova Bay Road in Victoria.
Once he was an adult, he left the island for Calgary, got married and raised a family.
One spring he decided to join us – me (his daughter-in-law), his son and his two granddaughters, ages 12 and 15-years-old on a multigenerational trip to the coast. Roy, who was 74-years-old at the time, hadn’t been...