Wild West Coast


The west coast of Vancouver Island is a wild place. This past couple of weeks I experienced snow, hailstone, rain, high winds, sun and rainbows - all in one day. The sound of birds fills the daylight hours and drowns out the little man-made noise in the area. The swell of the ocean, void on the east coast, is a constant reminder here that the next stop west is Japan. The houses decorate the shoreline while the trees tower above and the mountains watch over. Otters visit the bay, eagles sore, harbour seals pay a cautious visit, and the post is delivered by sea plane.

I'd love to speak more of why I was there, and where "there" is exactly, but I'm not allowed. At least not yet.


What I can say though is that next year will see the fruition of this project, and it's going to be spectacular. Lots of incredible, top of the league professionals, lots of wildlife, and lots of Canadian goodness.


It's a pleasure to be a part of productions where everyone is equally as passionate and excited about the wildlife we are privileged to witness.


As I unpack, clean gear, prep equipment and decompress after the last couple of weeks, I look forward to the next shoot. COVID has taken it's toll on travel and most business, but with pre-trip test, lots caution and safety measures, it's possible to keep the filmmaking industry alive.


I can't wait to tell you more about this project - when I'm allowed to!