I first saw the beach at Cape Roger Curtis in May of 1998. I remember the year and month well as it was the year after my VisionQuest canoe journey down the west coast of Canada. In 1998 I’d organized a similar, but much smaller, canoe journey. This time it was from Powell River to the Musqueam Reserve at the mouth of the Fraser River. On day five of that journey we left Gibsons early on a sunny but cool day. There promised to be wind and waves and we had perhaps six hours of hard paddling ahead of us. Our course took us from Gibsons harbour through the gap and into Georgia Strait. We’d weave through the Paisley Islands and make for the tip of Bowen Island. An hour and a half after leaving Gibsons we pulled our canoes up onto the beach at Cape Roger Curtis. Hidden just around the corner from the Roger Curtis light, the picturesque beach provided safe haven from any wind or wave action. We rested there in the warm sun and still air for perhaps an hour as we turned our focus on the long leg of the paddle ahead of us. There would be no rest stops available between here and the mouth of the Fraser.
I’ve returned to Cape Roger Curtis a few times over the years, always with fond anticipation of its sheltered and warm beach. One time while languishing in its embrace, I was moved to create a painting of this very special place. Luckily I had a camera with me and was able to return home that winter and create what is a very special painting to me. It reminds me of good times and good friends. It speaks of reliable shelter and the reassurance of a familiar place. Whenever I look at the image I have painted I can hear the laughter and sense the relaxation that I’ve shared in the very special place that is CAPE ROGER CURTIS.