Oy. After a magnificent hike up a mountain off of Small Inlet, including gorgeous, tropical-like vegetation and a grand finale at a mountain top freshwater lake (crystal clear! See photo), we headed back to the boat for burgers and the sunset. Leave it to me to manage to slice the tip of my finger off while cleaning the food processor blade after dinner!!! Peter held down the bleeding and we scurried back to Campbell River to see a doc. How lame. Doreen managed to remember to grab my fingertip and bring it along on ice as the doctor sutured it on as a sort of flesh band aid. It’ll probably get nasty and fall off in the coming days, but it was large enough that they wouldn’t have been able to close it properly without it.