I quietly stepped up to the small, screened window allowing me a direct view into the eagle house. He was perched in full view, his female companion Hyacinth closeby. Humpty, who did, indeed, have a great (and near fatal) fall from the nest, is now a perfectly breathtaking adult eagle, larger than life with piercing eyes. Though he rarely vocalizes (and when he does it’s faint), and his flight and mental deficits are permanent, he is thriving at MARS Wildlife Rescue (MARS).

Metaphorically speaking, Humpty’s silence is what MARS, just a 15-minute drive from the Old House Hotel, is all about. This beautiful 11- acre escape devoted to wildlife recovery is a voice for wild animals that need our greater appreciation, awareness and protection from harmful and often naïve human activity.

I observed Humpty during my MARS tour which I was finally able to book after months of waiting out covid restrictions. I was happy to see our group was ageless – two 20-something guys, a young woman and an older gentleman who had just donated an expensive microscope. It was surely our lucky day as Jan, a super engaging and knowledgeable MARS board member/volunteer, was designated to be our guide.

Our conversation and observations flowed as we meandered around the new Centre which opened in 2019. (The new property was purchased in 2015.) A landscaping and architectural work of art, it integrates an interpretive center, educational pollinator and native plant gardens, carefully designed animal enclosures and a state-of-the-art animal hospital into its forested acres. I considered myself knowledgeable about my own backyard until I met Jan!  My eyes were opened to more things I would need to consider as we curate our little five-acre forested home.

The entire experience was about seeing our Island backyard differently, both visually and mentally. If they could speak, resident owls Brinley and Shakespeare (pictured above) would say, “Please do not throw food out of your car window, I’ll go after the rodents that will try to eat it.” Brinley is a Great Horned Owl whose wing had to be amputated after a vehicle hit her. Shakespeare, a spectacular Barred Owl, also was hit by a car. He lost his left eye and fractured his beak and sternum and sustains a significant hearing impairment on his left side.

Fortunately, despite their long-term challenges, the owls are living a good life with lots of human interaction. I learned Brinley (pictured above), more than 17 years of age, relishes her regular diet of quail and mice and has a secret superpower: 400 pounds of crush force in her claws. Shakespeare is a great vocalist, though he sounds more like a howler monkey than a Barred Owl!  It’s easy to get emotionally connected to these engaging creatures.

Those are just two of the many birds that have a story to tell, from a Red-tailed hawk to a Western Screech Owl and albino American crow siblings. While the resident birds capture our attention, the team working behind-the-scenes sees dozens more that receive medical attention with the goal of rehabilitating them through to a full recovery and their return to the wild.

Too many of the animal patients that come to MARS suffer from human threats: lead and rodent poisoning, entanglement, and collisions with power lines and windows. To date, 1143 patients have come to MARS, now surpassing last year’s number.

It takes a village to operate this hospital/vistor’s centre: volunteers, representing more than 28,000 labour hours; collaborating rescue centres; wildlife experts; staff; fundraisers; communities; students; and corporate sponsors, like BC Hydro which is actively mitigating its power line threats to birds.  Old House visitors are a welcome addition!

My final stop was the interpretive centre. What imaginative learning experiences! My favourites were comparing arm spans with wingspans, a stunning hummingbird display, and a video capturing the entertaining process of robin chicks leaving the nest!

At MARS, the voice for wildlife conservation is loud and clear.  From the caws of the crows to the words on the graphics, from the voices of the guides to the hoot of the Barred Owl, it shouts, “We are all connected; we all need to protect our wild animals and wild places!” Were Humpty able to vocalize, he’d be a great addition to this chorus.


The MARS Visitors Centre is open on Friday, Saturday and Sunday 10 am – 3 pm for drop-in shopping and exploration of the indoor exhibits area

One-hour guided tours must be pre-booked. For the protection of the animal patients and resident animals, self-guided tours are not allowed.

For more information and to book your tour, click here.


Outside the Old House Front Door

A Comox Valley and Vancouver Island Travel Blog

(Photos by Jackson Rooper)



When I see snow on the mountain peaks, I pine for an escape to Mt. Washington. I mean really, how lucky are we to have such a fantastic place so close by and where there is so much to do. While downhill skiing is my number one craving, I also have a strong appetite for a “snowshoe & fondu” and taking a cross-country ski. Tubing sounds attractive too; however, it routinely falls to the bottom of the list. Or at least it did, until recently, when a post-holiday, evening, tubing party showed me what I was missing.

The day of the party, I admit to grumbling about packing extra clothes, about leaving the warmth of my home just to brave the odds in the name of team spirit. In my defense, it really was an awful night: windy, blustery, and with random snow showers.  But there was no turning back; the event was “on.”

After piling into a stretch minivan with my associates, we were giddy with anticipation. As the snow flew and the wind blew, shaking our vehicle, I felt a little like I was in the opening scene of The Italian Job; boss behind the wheel, and when any minute, a surprise attack could be mounted from the towering snowbanks that provided no escape.

Upon arrival, we skated along the icy parking lot, tucking our faces into our jackets and throwing our bodies against the driving wind, still wondering how cold, cold would get. We gathered inside, donned our layers, and as our body heat quickly rose, so did our confidence. We trudged out into the night where we were met by the tubing attendants who amounted to pairs of eyes behind hoods and down jackets. I suppose the same could be said for us.

I rallied with my travel buddies, nervously joking as we eyed the launch site. We could play it safe with Lane 1 which was somewhat protected from the elements, up the stakes on Lane 2 which had a nice jump midway down, or throw caution to the wind, literally, on Lane 3. We opted for Lane 1 and plopped down into our individual tire tubes. Twisting and turning to grasp the handles of our partner tubes, our heap came to rest in the shape of a four-leaf clover.

With a gentle shove from our attendant, we were sent spinning and careening down the run. I admit to exhaling incessant blood-curdling screams almost the entire journey until we hit the runout, a bed of straw that brought us to a bumpy halt. On the next run I would know to lift my bum and celebrate the abs workout. With each run I shouted with less fear and tons more wild abandon.

To our delight, we discovered that the covered electric transporter allowed our cheeks to defrost and our bodies to relax before stepping back out into the howling night for another shot at downhill fame.

We named our team the “mountain crushers,” as from our perspective every run ended in glory! We were a group of women who would be considered more “senior staff,” not just in terms of responsibility but also, yes, age. With pride, I share with you that as one hour led to the next, the “mountain crushers” powered on and were, indeed, the last ones off the slopes!  I hated to go in.

I grew up running sleds down icy terrain in airplane formation (a story for another time), tobogganed over surprise jumps, but I’d never tubed down Mt. Washington’s runs. And, surely I did not know what I was missing until that amazingly fun night. So, if you haven’t tubed yet (and you are active, younger or older), give your skis and boards a short time out, because you haven’t lived until you’ve tubed, and best of all …  there still is a month of Mt. Washington snow tubing left!




It is 100% true, the only place on Vancouver Island where you can ski, beachcomb, golf, bike and be an urban explorer in the same place, is right here in the Comox Valley.  It’s amazing really, to think that you can wake up at the Old House Hotel and, less than one hour later, be swooshing in powder on Mount Washington.  Others in your party could be golfing on the greens below, biking the renown Cumberland trails, wandering the beautiful beaches along the Discovery Pass, finding camaraderie at the local breweries and wineries or getting lost in one-of-a-kind retail shops.

Mount Washington Business Retreat

While world famous among boarders and skiers, Mt. Washington is an uplifting experience for those in search of low-impact adventure too. Nothing can prepare you for the spectacular views you will take in, en route to the lodge. The laughter and screams coming from the tubing run are worth witnessing whether or not you take to tubes. Or if you’re content staying behind the windows, several restaurants buzz with activity. I love the smell of grilled cheese and fries coming from the lodge restaurant as well as the sound of tromping boots. You gottal love hearing embellished snippets of conversation about how someone aced the black diamond. Most of all, I love to be out on the trails, picking my speed, sinking down and rising up on my own boards.



Ollie Jones and Steve Storey, Whistler.

And, yes, in the Valley below, clubs are swinging and tires are spinning!  Island greens rarely get touched with snow and provide the perfect cure for cabin fever. Five golf courses provide expert and amateur opportunities for those who love golf or people like me who would venture to try if I had a hot toddy to go with! It’s rare that the amazing Cumberland mountain bike trails are impassable. Beginners or experts can stick a sturdy tire among gorgeous forest and mountain trails. But let’s not forget road bikers… views are always spectacular on the many back roads leading to rural places.

I think my favourite meanderings happen in winter.  Wandering along the beach on a still sunny day is priceless with the sound of lapping waves and boisterous seals nearby. Add to that, spectacular snow-covered mountains of our Strathcona range and the BC mainland all around, and it’s hard not to feel like one of the luckiest people on Earth, just taking it all in. Sometimes my journey is in search of good company and good conversation. Both are abundant at the Valley’s amazing craft breweries. Gladstone, Cumberland Brewing, New Tradition Brewing, to name a few, serve awesome, thirst-quenching beer in great spaces.  Most recently, I visited Land & Sea Brewing Company in Comox, a great place for friends, family and community serving super delicious and healthy food.

Speaking of Comox, I have to tell you, I am really over the moon about the revitalization of this town.  While I am a tried-and-true fan of shopping Fifth Avenue and adjacent streets in Courtenay, there is such a great vibe happening across the Estuary.  Comox boasts clothing shops, kids shops, books stores and more.  You’ll want to check out Benino Italian Café & Gelato. “YUM” … during all seasons! I’m really just scratching the surface.  But stop and think about it.  Where else can you do all of this at the same time?  It’s why winter in the Comox Valley is really just about as good as it gets.

I am on my way to a way-too-hot destination in the U.S, and I’ve just opened West Jet Magazine. An article catches my eye because it reads like our Old House newsletter subject line: Extend Your Summer on Vancouver Island. “Ah, great, I think to myself, let’s see what they have to say about our Comox Valley.” As I read about Island destinations, south to north, my heart sinks when the article does a full stop after describing the beaches of Parksville and wilderness of Ucluelet. Not that I don’t love all those places (and have lived in some of them), but come on, we all know Comox Valley is Heaven on Earth.

I immediately toss the blog idea I was planning and devote it to reminding you that you simply cannot beat the Fall in Comox Valley, which actually feels like an endless summer, with its totally unique local-to-remote must-do’s. And at the Old House, we’ve got more packages than ever before that make it easy for you to get the best experience with little stress. Just visit our website; scroll through them, and I defy you to not have a wide-eyed moment.

Imagine yourself basking in the warm sun, sipping a glass of wine, as views of vineyards and mountains stretch out before you. Our wine tour packages put you in stunning locations that offer some of BC’s best wine. Like to immerse yourself in local culture? Our microbrewery tours seat you among mountain bikers, local friends and no doubt some of the area’s best IPA’s and lagers!

While whale watching season is waning, the grizzly tours are at their best. But they are more than an A-to-B experience. They deliver endless West Coast views from your sturdy and comfortable boat. Travelling along an open ocean, your mind expands from the stories shared by a seasoned ship captain. Maybe the coolest part is the cultural aspect — The Homalco people have so much to share. On a past tour, I recall learning some of their language, having to be dragged out of their interpretive center and enjoying every minute of our time with them. Of course, getting a pool’s length or closer to busy, foraging bears is indescribable.

The Comox Valley Farm Bicycle Tour has become a signature event — just the right amount of biking and tasting without getting worn out. (Note to self: a blog must next year!) I will always remember the image of Chef Ronald, owner of Locals Restaurant and a joyful tour guide, on bicycle with baguettes and a picnic lunch packed into the basket resting on the handlebars.

The Mount Washington adventure just keeps expanding, with their NEW Zipline now open! And the epic bike trails that draw travelers from around the world fit all skill levels. And speaking of trails, the hiker will never grow tired of leaving footprints in the Comox Valley: scaling the peaks, wandering the riverside rails or walking among sea stars at low tide, with seals draped in slumber over the exposed rocks.

All of this, and so much more, make it almost overwhelming to choose how to spend your time. In fact, all that thinking could just lead to a staycation at your “home away from home,” the Old House Hotel. And add to that, some spoiling at Ohspa. It’ll still feel like summer, especially since the outdoor heated pool and hot tub have been completely refreshed and keep you toasty while soaking. So, package it up, and head to the Old House.

PS: We love you WestJet, but consider making Comox Valley part two of your WestJet Magazine article.

Outside Your Old House Front Door

A Comox Valley Explorer Blog

Old House Hotel Business Retreats

There for a while, when our kids were small and we were choosing a hotel, we’d search for the ones with a free breakfast. At first glance, those spreads looked scrumptious. But once they got to my fork, the cold scrambled eggs, processed syrup, tasteless melon and sugary cereals left me unfulfilled and feeling a little guilty serving it to the kids. I might have experienced one or two free hotel breakfasts in my lifetime that were amazing; but even then, though they were complementary, I am sure I paid for it with my room rate.

Don’t get me wrong. I am all about breakfast. And at the Old House Hotel & Spa, I was glad to discover there is every option but a free breakfast buffet. At this all-suite hotel, stocking up my own kitchenette and selecting my own breakfast fare from the nearby Thrifty’s grocery store or Edible Island Natural Foods allows me to wake up and enjoy the morning in my homey room or on my deck.

And if I am up for a walk with the dog, I can satisfy my craving for Starbucks and their bite-sized egg whites and almond milk lattes by simply crossing the street. Just inside Thrifty’s there’s a smaller Starbucks too, but I prefer the one with umbrellas and a place to secure my pup.

I am also a sucker for finding the local “Best-eggs-in-town” café. As the Courtenay story goes, the best eggs benny on the island are served at the Hen & Hog Café. Like most local hotspots, it’s small and lines are part of the experience, but the food is more than worth the wait. And the line generally moves quickly, so Hotel guests are rarely disappointed.

Old House HotelIf you’re tight on time, the hot beverage machine in the Hotel lobby serves up an amazing selection of hot drinks. Fresh cream is in the fridge! Plus, there’s always a bowl of fresh fruit, so you can grab an orange or apple if you’re on the run. I’m told you can pre-order a small breakfast box as well!

So there you have it. No need to grumble about “no free breakfast.” Celebrate the choices and no thawed danish and cold bacon buffets!

Maybe our Outside the Old House Front Door blog should be renamed “Inside” the Old House Front Door, because this adventure doesn’t require you to leave the Hotel at all.  It starts “inside” at Ohspa, with my first and completely rejuvinating experience with Glacial Bay organic clay.

I am no stranger to body wraps of medicinal earth. The Dead Sea salt and mud in Israel were unusual, if not a little painful. The mud used in a five-star spa in the hills of New Mexico did have a wonderful cleansing effect, though I never should have booked the service with a friend. The sight of her wrapped in plastic with cucumber eyes sent me into hysterics.  The clay another friend and I dragged from the riverbanks was really not good for body treatments, or for sculpting as it turns out! The list goes on.

Recently, however, I was intrigued by several conversations I had with people who had used a bit of the glacial marine clay.  Their stories suggested that just a small amount yields a healing blow to shingles, acne, eczema and cuts. So, I booked a Glacial Clay Body Wrap with an open mind and quiet expectations. Long story short, I walked out feeling light, cleansed, and in a great mental and physical flow. And, rather than have the euphoric feeling slowly fade, it got stronger as the day went on.

The body-wrap process is unlike any other I’ve had.  The use of minimal plastic and several blankets does not feel restrictive but rather like being wrapped in a huge hug. While letting the clay work its magic, a foot and head massage plunged me deeper into complete relaxation.   (Thanks Jessie!)  Washing off the clay in a steamy shower and with a larger-than-life cloth is half the fun! Or on second thought, maybe climbing back into the nest of blankets for an Eminence lotion treatment is even better.

You might ask, “What makes this hand-harvested clay so special?” This requires wearing your science hat for just a moment. As rare deposits of glacial clay travel down river to settle in estuaries along the coastal region of British Columbia, minerals are energized through hydrolysis.  This creates a negative charge to which positively charged bacteria is attracted, making it ideal for deep cleansing and detoxification. And this is just scratching the surface of all its properties. As one concerned about protecting our beautiful marine environment, I wondered, “Can I feel good about using the product?” Turns out the answer is “Yes!”  The company has self-imposed yearly harvestable quotas that do not exceed the natural replenishment rate.  You can find out more about their practices here.

Right now, Ohspa is the only spa on the Island carrying this amazing product which gets magnified tenfold by the entire body wrap process.  I never thought I’d like anything more than the Ohspa customized Eminence facial, but I have to say, I met its match!  If you think you’re in for a little body mask, guess again, the Glacial Marine Clay Body Wrap is a total health and well-being escape. As for my own personal testimonial, just a small amount of this clay put on a skin tear and one blemish overnight results in remarkable healing the next day.

It is a breezy, sunny Sunday afternoon, and we’ve decided to finally make good on a promise to Patti Wilson, one of our favourite Locals Restaurant waitresses.  She is a vibrant woman whose short, wildly cool haircut, funky glasses and sense of humour radiate energy, creativity, fun and kindness.  It shouldn’t have been a surprise when I learned that several of the beautiful stained-glass panels and all the candle holders in Locals are her creations.  Numerous times, after finishing the delicious meal she served us, we made promises to visit her studio just outside Courtenay, that until today, went unfulfilled. 

A trip to Patti’s studio is a short drive out of town. It’s worth going there just to see her welcoming home, social gardens, green house with tree-size tomato plants and log-hewn planter boxes.  Anyway, back to the studio: a closed in porch off the barn-garage, a space overflowing with comfort. Victorian-esque furniture and colors, wood stove, twinkle lights and twirling scenes of color and design invite you into a world that is cozy, festive and happy! Stepping into this room of eye candy is delicious. It takes several scans before I can focus in on the beautiful scenes and creatures that are her unique creations.                                                                                                                                                                      

Patti will tell you her stained-glass work is a hobby, but I assure you, her work is no amateur pastime. It is a unique and refined reflection of her life spent with partner Brian on the West Coast of our island, in thick forests and on grassy knolls, in buzzing Seattle and places in between. My dream is to adorn our home with one of her bigger panels that depict mountains and a stylized cedar.

However, on this visit, I settle for a rectangular votive holder that revealed a similar landscape, on a much smaller scale…with the moon breaking the edge.  I also walked out with birds and oblong stars – all in the $30- $40 range —gifts chosen with much deliberation, I might add.

What I really love is seeing how these stained-glass pieces pick up the background outside the windows in which they are hung.  The creations change with the seasons, the day’s weather, evening shadows and yellow rays of daybreak.  Their beauty is enough to break my heart, in a good way.

I highly recommend choosing your selection from her studio, though items can be purchased on her website. The experience of being with Patti in her element adds a dimension to this art which makes your purchases that much sweeter.  On my way out, Patti points out upright shelves of glass filled with panes of glass just waiting to be granted a new life as an adored art object. Before I leave, I already want to return and settle into one of her big chairs with a glass of red wine (which she loves too) and just be among the collection of reflections of places and times and creatures, some of which have tendrils stretching back into my own past on the island. If Brian is around, you’ll find he figures so nicely into your experience as does Ollie, their “getting-up-there-in-age” adorable little pup who tolerated ours.

I had to look up this quote by Elisabeth Kubler Ross, because I only remembered pieces, but this is worth sharing:

People are like stained-glass windows. They sparkle and shine when the sun is out, but when the darkness sets in, their true beauty is                                      revealed only if there is a light from within.  

Is it no coincidence then that Patti is a reflection of her stained glass, and an explanation of why they are both beautiful?  You can call her to make an appointment or find her online here.



Outside the Old House Front Door

A Comox Valley Explorer Blog

For the longest time, I have set out from the Old House to walk the spectacular trail that borders the Courtenay River and its sister K’omoks Estuary. It plays out like a movie that completely relaxes and uplifts me, that is until the very end where a parting scene delivers a bit of a sucker punch.  But as I recently found out during my visit with Bill Heidrick (a new Project Watershed conservation friend worthy of a blog just about him), an amazing sequel is about to play out… and I think every Old House guest should know about it.

Living alongside the K’omoks Estuary, even if only for a night or two, is a rare experience, and truly, I think it’s one of the greatest offerings the Old House Hotel & Spa offers. Whether you’re walking the coastline or peering out your window at the River, there is always a show to behold. Spectacular views — different at high and low tide — and the inner workings of an ecosystem alive with raucous, colorful displays from eagles, seals, river otters, kingfishers and fish on the run are captivating.

But a piece of this paradise is amiss: a four-hectare field of concrete leftover from the old Fields Saw Mill lies just on the other side of the River. Back in the day— 1947 to be exact — an unfortunate trade was made: critical habitat that sustained salmon and other wildlife was walled off and buried to erect a lumber processing operation. The mill has long since closed but with it have gone some healthy populations of fish and vegetation.

I had never walked the abandoned site, but accepted Bill’s invitation to do so upon hearing fantastic news: a restoration plan is underway. The sun, seldom seen in the past weeks, serendipitously shone on us as well as the sign posting the site’s new name: Kus-Kus-Sum (Translated, it means burial place and pronounced like Couscous-Um!) As Bill and I looked back at the adjacent robust Hollyhock flats, the barren site on which we stood seemed to long for reconnection with its other half.  I could almost feel from staring up into the eagle-decorated sitka spruce and down into the clear tidal current from which it is walled, that waterways and sea grasses and chinook salmon are raring to return. And if things continue as they are going, the amazing Comox Valley community will ensure they will.

The Kus-Kus-Sum ambitious restoration plan — overseen by Project Watershed and the K’omoks First Nations and supported by an incredible list of commercial and government (including the City of Courtenay) partnerships — is to bring back the area’s original combination of salt marsh, waterways, riparian zones and forested areas.  Once restored, it will provide the community with abundance in the form of wildlife habitat, flood mitigation, carbon sequestering and recreational and educational activities.

The cost is $6.5 million, of which $500,000 has to be raised by the community before the end of 2019. They are more than one-fifth the way there, but they still must meet their periodic funding goals to secure the property sale.  The remainder of the funds will come from grants and government programs.

The Comox Valley community, led by the K’omoks First Nations people and Project Watershed’s amazing team (also responsible for a multitude of other nearby restoration efforts) is on a roll to “unpave this parking lot” and restore “paradise.” (Yes, Joni Mitchell, you are an inspiration still!) The fundraising events are super creative. All contributions matter to this project: small, large, matched and anonymous. (I loved hearing about the secret gift matching donor called the “Estuary Angel.”)  But I am most amazed by the tireless, passionate folks from everywhere in the Valley and beyond who are completely committed, Bill for starters.

In the spirit of protecting a connected planet, helping local conservation efforts is so important. So, you’ll be happy to know that the Old House Hotel & Spa is helping the effort. Please consider donating to Project Watershed and the Kus-Kus-Sum project too! There are so many really wonderful fundraising events in store, so look them up while you’re in town.  I truly hope you will be able to see restoration in action in the coming years, culminating in a place that will complete the spectacular K’omoks Estuary.


Outside the Old House Front Door

A Comox Valley Explorer Blog

There is place in howling distance of the Old House Hotel, that will likely change you forever. People have come from as far as Belgium to see one single animal, Tundra the wolf at the SWELL WOLF EDUCATION CENTRE. As close to wolf as you can get (90%), this amazing female’s hazel-green eyes look right through you.  She, with the gentlest of dispositions, has inspired more humans, softened more hearts belonging to children and adults alike, than I dare to count.

Tundra is one of those unique individuals whose soul and purpose are so closely matched that they speak to you as if you were the only one to experience it.  She is a gift.  She is an animal whose presence immediately makes you aware of the emptiness her passing and the extinction of her species would leave.  You want to celebrate her, share her with everyone you can.  That’s the way her pack leader, Gary Allan approaches it.

You will find him traveling with his celebrity wolf, from Tofino to Vancouver, from schools and First Nations ceremonies to nature centers and coastal communities, educating folks about the irreplaceable value wolves have in managing our ecosystems. Other times the visit simply breathes hope and wellness into people who desperately need the healing power of wolf.  He puts to bed myths about menacing wolves and shares the inspiring truth: as top predators, they are astoundingly gentle in their nature when it comes to raising their pups, living in packs and generally living peacefully with humans when given enough room to roam.  (And, yes, wolves, need a lot of room to do their part for balancing nature.)

Tundra’s people/animal pack actually numbers five. Two other dominant wolf dogs live there and are just over three years old. Nahanni is an Arctic wolf, and Mahikan is a black wolf; both are almost “full wolf” and astoundingly beautiful and fascinating to observe.  While somewhat elusive, they are still very interested in humans. Few people on the planet can or should handle such an immense responsibility; Gary is one them. He  lives, eats and sleeps the care of his wolves.

Also one of North American’s most committed wolf conservation advocates, he and his devoted wife Sally share their house with Tundra. You haven’t seen a large dog bed until you’ve seen Tundra’s!  Having recently relocated the Centre from Malcolm Island to their property in Nanaimo, they have created a beautiful studio for wolf video viewing, long conversations and wolf introductions. Even though I have seen Tundra several times, I still felt my heart explode when she came through the curtained doorway and welcomed me with a nibbling lick.

This on-site education is a fantastic segue to what most consider to be the most transforming part of visiting the Centre. Traveling by car, you arrive at the local river trail.  Here Gary and Tundra leash up, and a walk becomes an effortless conversation about all things wolves.  Tundra takes the lead, stopping at the river where she fills her belly with water and bathes in the coolness.

Whether Gary brings Tundra to the community or Jane Goodall, as he has, or you visit them, these interactions are a commitment to wolf education that seek to set the world right.  All of this, funded solely by donations, is an urgent effort to speak for wolves, to bring home the message that British Columbia’s wolf populations hang in the balance, and that we as stewards, have to act quickly to protect them. An eye-opener is that unchecked deer populations as we have in the province and the island spell trouble for other wildlife, landscapes and ultimately humans.

But perhaps the greatest revelation is how purely, deeply lovely, a wolf can be… what beautiful wolves Tundra, Mahikan and Nahanni are.  I’m convinced that Gary’s mission for as long as he is on this planet, will be to shed light on wolf misinformation and to create more wolf advocates. I strongly suggest a visit to the SWELL Education Centre, less than a two-hour drive south from The Old House. Tundra’s lone howl, or accompanied by those of her pack, will stay with you forever.


Outside The Old House Front Door

A Comox Valley Explorer Blog by Lisa Lauf


If you’re staying at The Old House, it is likely that you’ll be dining in at some point or maybe the whole time!  You might crave a quiet morning with breakfast in bed or a happy hour in your room enjoying locally-made wine, cheeses and meats.  Perhaps movie night by the fire with a local brew paired with popcorn dressed with special salt is your idea of a great autumn night.


My advice is to make your first stop, after checking in, a quick walk to the new Thrifty’s grocery store which is something like “Whole Foods meets your local grocery store.”  In fact, if I had a dime for every person who has said this is the best Thrifty’s in British Columbia I would be a rich woman.  This delightful escape just opened recently, and is kitty corner to the Old House. (Below, I recommend an enjoyable alternate route rather than through the intersection.) Or you can have them delivered to your door.

There is much to highlight in this Thrifty’s to beat all Thrifty’s, but the five big surprises here are:

  • Ready-to-go food: Choices include a healthy smoothie bar, Starbucks, sushi and pizza.
  • Natural Products: This health food and natural products department is filled with great items; some you would never find in the States.
  • Fill-your-container stations: Pour your own healthy peanut butter, infused oils and vinegars
  • Bigtime organic: You’ll love their organic selections of meat, citrus, other produce, breads and tons more.
  • Bulk everything! Less waste and packaging and you take only what you need.

I love the products they love. Among those they support are:

  1. BC First: Thousands of products in their stores are locally grown.
  2. Fair Trade: They value social and environmental responsibility.
  3. Sustainable Seafood: As a Westcoast company, they know that our world’s oceans and seashores are spectacular but fragile, plentiful but limited, so they support sustainable seafood from shore to store.

You also won’t want to miss their fantastic selection of coconut and milk ice creams or the flower shop that begs you to take a few blossoms home to personalize your room. No doubt there are other great little shops in Courtenay and Comox featuring local fare, but if you want to spend less time shopping and more time exploring, this store will not disappoint.  Check it out!

 Directions from your room to Thrifty’s: I suggest not going toward the intersection, but instead, walking out the front door of the building where you checked in. Turn right and walk past the Dentist office until you come to the walking trail. Turn left on the sidewalk.  Follow it under the bridge and immediately turn left again which takes you past Rexall Drugs. Cross the street Riverside Road, into the Thrifty’s parking lot.

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