We leave Ucluelet with regret, we wanted to stay more, but the wind is blowing, we must take the opportunity to sail the 750 nautical milles to San Francisco. In our mind and heart memories, frienship, friends, pictures of this magnificent nature, wolves, salmons, river otters, eagles, whales,… indian villages with their living culture, museums, watchmen of what was about to disapear.
This part of the world will haunt us for long, for very long.
