Have you seen Rebecca Spit?

That Rebecca must be quite a tomboy to have a piece of land named after her spitting abilities. But no, I’m not talking about a girl with a disgusting habit, and this post is not about how far Rebecca can spit.

I’m talking about a landform. I wonder sometimes where these terms come from. A spit of land…. Could it be because the long “tongue” of land is formed by deposits of sand being “spit” up by the waves and deposited on the open, seaward side of it?

Whatever the origin, Rebecca Spit is a park on Quadra Island. To get to Quadra you have to take a ferry from Campbell River on Vancouver Island. At the recent quilting retreat on Quadra, my friend and I took a short drive to the 2-km.-long spit and walked the trail in this park. The water you see on the left of the photo is the sheltered side. In the summer it must be a beautiful place to swim.041

Here is a better look at the beach on the sheltered side of the spit.


As we continued down the trail, the spit became narrow and it was possible to see the water on both sides at once. The open water of the north end of the Strait of Georgia was much rougher than that of sheltered lagoon.


The forest facing the open water on my right  had taken a beating. Where were all the branches and greenery? No sign of fire damage, but many  branches were gone and tree trunks were broken off. Could extra high tides have drowned the trees and soaked their feet in very salty water? That might have killed the trees which then dried out and were at the mercy of the strong winter winds. Trunks and branches would have broken in the wind. I’m not sure what happened here but the trees right near the beach on the exposed side of the spit were damaged and different from the rest.


The end of the spit is a pretty place to stop for a few photos. Boaters must have local knowledge or a good map to avoid getting lost in the maze of small islands that dot this coastline.


On our way back to the car,  we see a warm glow of late afternoon sunlight on the trunks of the trees, living and dead.055

And in case you think dead trees are useless, just ask any woodpecker.

pileated woodpecker


25 thoughts on “Have you seen Rebecca Spit?

    1. wordsfromanneli Post author

      I agree. Poor girls named Rebecca, An even worse one is the spit just below our house in Comox. That one is called Goose Spit and every time I see the sign for it, I think, “Honk!” (Excuse me while I go wash my mouth out.)

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    1. wordsfromanneli Post author

      I thought about you as I wrote this post, but then I thought, “Her name is spelled differently, so that makes it okay.” Anyway I’m sure you don’t spit. It was a real treat to do this walk. Very picturesque part of Quadra Island.

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  1. Gladys

    What a beautiful blog with equally beautiful pictures. You didn’t mention the huge potholes on the way to the parking area. I thought my car would disappear in some of those. But the end trail was worth the drive!

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  2. Ursula Kurz

    A wonderful place and no people. I am sure that those smaller (weaker) trees broke off during storms. I have seen forests after a big storm in higher levels which looked the same.

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  3. reocochran

    This was amusing about why a spit may get its name, including the tongue part! 🙂 I appreciate your going on a ferry to capture beautiful form of land, quite an amazing park. The Starkness in the photograph of just tall trees, some so tall they didn’t have branches was a stunning shot. Of course, I love the red headed woodpecker and you caught the best angle to see his feathers, Anneli. I like when you show us such lovely scenery!

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    1. wordsfromanneli Post author

      Thanks, Robin. I think it must be the “spear” (spit) shape that is the origin of the landform’s name. But I’ve heard it referred to as a tongue of land – especially in German.



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