The Ootsa country was special to my parents , it was where they had met and fallen in love, she a high school girl from California and he a much older divorcee from Washington. They had been displaced by a dam project in 1952 and returned to the states, where they made a living buying selling and delivering small airplanes. The bush-pilot in my father always was pulled north by his internal compass, he valued freedom , hated bureaucracy , loved the woods and the creatures within them.
On that day as they trolled through a place burnt by a fire 10 years previous and now lush with small trees and promise, my grandmother mentioned that a certain clearing on the North shore would make " A good Home site"
On the way back to California my folks stopped in Victoria and enquired as to the availability of the land as a " Crown Grant " they were very fortunate as six months later British Columbia stopped selling waterfront land. They took position of the initial 1/4 section where the buildings are located in September of 1956. In 1958 they built the first cabin...they journey had begun.
