Despite the noisy neighbours, we were up early and went for a morning walk on the beach behind the campground. There were a few groups of hippies sleeping on the beach beneath dirty blankets. For some reason, all the hippies in Tofino this year seem to be Québécois. French can be heard everywhere, but I have trouble with the accent.

After breakfast we went into Tofino. It was barely 10 AM, but our neighbours were already up, in their lawn chairs having a little hair of the dog. We needed to be anywhere but the MacKenzie Beach Resort.  In town, we browsed the shops, spending most of our time in a bookstore.

We wanted something more active so we went looking for a kayak rental and ended up passing by a fishing charter. Just on a whim, we went inside. I really had no idea how much a fishing charter cost but was curious. We agreed that if it wasn’t totally insane we would go fishing. It was totally insane but we went for it anyway. The budget was officially blown.

The charter was for 5 hours, starting at 2 PM, which wasn’t for a couple of hours. We killed time by getting our fishing licences (don’t forget the salmon stamp), and grabbing lunch at an open air fish shack. Big Daddy’s has the best fish and chips in Tofino. While crunching through a delicious lunch, we watched 3 bald eagles cruise over the docks.