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Paddle here just once - rising and dropping with the breathing ocean, senses on high alert - and you'll be hooked. There is something primordial about bobbing in a tiny kayak on the edge of the Pacific, where one is literally staring into the void

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Kayakers enjoy a late evening paddling offshore from Spring Island, as the sun sets over Vancouver Island's majestic Brooks Peninsula.

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Christine reads Bodi a night-time story at the Spring Island base camp.

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A kayaker prepares to pass beneath a dramatic sea arch on the coast of Spring Island.

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After a few days learning the ropes in a double kayak on calm waters, non-swimmer Isabelle Pitkanen felt confident enough to head out in a single

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Seated behind his mother Christine, three-year-old Bodi peers back to watch a passing sea otter. Dave Pinel, owner of West Coast Expeditions, is in the pink kayak beside, with his two year old son Morgan, and Bodi's grandmother Isabelle up front.

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