Cheekiness

My friend whose parents live here in Campbell River told me that one thing I had to try out west was halibut, especially the cheeks. I had halibut a few times and understand now what the fuss is all about as it is a delicious fish, sweetly mild and fleshy, but the cheek thing eluded me. Well, tonight her parents had me over for a final meal and one of the dishes they served was halibut cheeks. They looked quite close to this:

They cooked the cheeks by dipping them in milk, dredging them in flour, and then cooking them in oil. There were no other seasonings. I thought they would taste and feel like fish, but my friend was right; they are a delicacy unlike any other. The only frame of reference that comes to mind would be that the taste is close to properly prepared squid and the texture is close to properly prepared scallops, but I’m not sure that does them justice. I had three pieces and the cheeks grew on me with every bite.

I love that my country is so huge and has such varied ecosystems and climates that there are foods in one region that are virtually unknown in another. Each time I discover one, I feel so proud and happy, like I’ve discovered a wonderful secret guarded by a few. I think the only thing that would be better than BC halibut cheeks would be BC halibut cheeks served with New Brunswick fiddle heads

North Island

What a difference three months makes… Back in January I was feeling blue about not doing any traveling or renovating this winter and here I sit in my nearly ready to go rig with a new layout and I have been from one end of the Island back, as well as across it. I have just returned from Port Hardy, the northernmost community on Vancouver Island.

I’ve been through every single Vancouver Island community highlighted on that map!

The point of today’s road trip was to pick up my friend’s daughter at the Port McNeill ferry terminal. We arrived there at 11:30 only to find out her daughter missed her ferry and that we would need to kill two hours. So, we turned back south to see the absolutely tiny community of Telegraph Cove and when we saw that we still had plenty of time on the clock we headed north 50km from Port McNeill to Port Hardy just so I could say that I’d been from one end of the Island to the other. I made sure to thank my daughter’s friend for missing the ferry. 😀

We had just had two beautiful sunny and hot days, so of course today was rainy, cold, and generally miserable, but it sure gave a lot of atmosphere to my pictures!

Sayward is a way's off the highway, but I thought the sign was pretty enough to photograph.

Sayward is a way’s off the highway, but I thought the sign was pretty enough to photograph.

Port McNeill: home of NHLer Willie Mitchell. (who?)

Port McNeill: home of NHLer Willie Mitchell. (who?)

the prettier Port McNeill sign

the prettier Port McNeill sign

rhododendrons outside the ferry terminal in Port McNeill

rhododendrons outside the ferry terminal in Port McNeill

the port of Port McNeill :)

the port of Port McNeill 🙂

Telegraph Cove general store (closed for the season)

Telegraph Cove general store (closed for the season)

close up of the sign

close up of the sign

Telegraph Cove

Telegraph Cove

overlooking Bear Cove (on the way from Telegraph Cove back to highway 19)

overlooking Bear Cove (on the way from Telegraph Cove back to highway 19)

Bear Cove

Bear Cove

Bear Cove

Bear Cove

Bear Cove

Bear Cove

Bear Cove

Bear Cove

Bear Cove

Bear Cove

Bear Cove

Bear Cove

Bear Cove

Bear Cove

Bear Cove

Bear Cove

Leaving Bear Cove we saw all this eagle activity in the sky! They were LOUD!

Leaving Bear Cove we saw all this eagle activity in the sky! They were LOUD!

eagles

eagles

entering Port Hardy

entering Port Hardy

Bear Cove Park in Port Hardy

Bear Cove Park in Port Hardy

Port Hardy (Bear Cove Park)

Port Hardy (Bear Cove Park)

Port Hardy, near the ferry terminal

Port Hardy, near the ferry terminal

sign downtown

sign downtown

Port Hardy is an important destination for Alaska-bound travelers as it is from this community that the Inside Passage ferry departs. I would have loved to have taken the ferry from there to Prince Rupert, but the total trip cost would have been double.

I really didn’t do much tourism today since the conditions weren’t right for it, but there really wasn’t anything to see and do at this time of year. I am satisfied with simply having gone and back. It gives me a sense of closure to my Vancouver Island winter, at least from a tourism point of view.

Tomorrow, I will continue to work on trim and finish my fight with the sawdust in the workshop to bring the renovating portion of the winter to a close.

I leave Campbell River a week from tomorrow. Where has the winter gone?!