6 October 2025 – We are up & off the Sea to Sky Highway, just beyond Squamish, toes to rivulets of the Cheakamus River.

The salmon run season has begun and — if we’re lucky — we’ll see salmon battling their way back upstream in their natal creeks & rivers, to spawn.

We couldn’t ask for better conditions. The day is sunny & mild, and the view, whether downstream…

or upstream…

is glorious.

Our eyes are trained on the turbulent white water in that far upstream channel, over there high on the left.

We tell ourselves: Yes! A flash of fins! An arched back! Yes!

(Truth is, I’m not sure. Not really-truly.)

But, y’know…

The mud flats gleam with swirling chocolate patterns…

the pebbles & rocks are varied & colourful…

the sun is warm on our backs…

and the music of tumbling water fills our ears.

So…. did I see any salmon? Don’t really know.