There’s a serene lightness to watching a bad storm. It reminds you how good you have it, to be able to keep shelter and watch the world tremble. Here in the northwestern wilderness, though, this isn’t just some cloudy day or rainy night that talks you out of running errands or meeting up with friends. It’s well beyond that, instead a fantastical barrage of tempestuous water thrashing the rocky coast of Canada.
An onslaught of gale force winds, giant swells, and lashing waves relentlessly barge and blitz the rugged west coast of Vancouver Island—and then, thanks to the Wickaninnish Inn, there’s you, bundled up and beholding the fierce nature of...well, nature.