I’m pretty bad when it comes to identifying flowers and plants. I admit that I don’t know the difference between a dahlia and a crocus or an iris and a forget-me-not. All I know is that I love their magnificent colors and the heavenly scents they emit when in bloom.
I refuse to let my pathetic grasp of horticultural lexicon stop me from enjoying nature’s creations. Take for example, a recent trip to the renowned Butchart Gardens in Victoria.
Although I was with a friend who has the greenest of thumbs, and who would have been happy to introduce me to the names of the various plants and flowers we saw, I was content just tiptoeing through the foliage, oohing and ahing away at this Edenesque paradise.
It had been many years since I’d last visited the Butchart Gardens and I had forgotten just how incredible the place is, especially in summer when it’s a palette of vivid hues and textures. Began in 1904 as an effort to beautify a barren limestone quarry on the 130 acre estate of Robert and Jennie Butchart, the Butchart Gardens started modestly with some sweet pea seeds and a rose bush.
With Jennie Butchart’s vision and hard work, the gardens grew to occupy fifty-five acres and are known worldwide today as a horticultural masterpiece.
This year, the Butchart Gardens celebrate 100 years in bloom and there are a number of activities planned to commemorate this anniversary, including historical displays, animal topiaries, Saturday night fireworks and outdoor entertainment (summer months only) and the addition of two totem poles carved on site by First Nations artists.
If you go, the best time to visit the gardens is early in the morning when they first open. When we arrived, the place was peaceful and quiet, devoid of the throngs of tourists who most often arrive via tour bus later in the morning.
We walked leisurely through the different gardens, from the spectacularly designed Sunken Garden and the formal Italian Garden to the Zen influenced Japanese Garden.
It was, however, the fragrances in the Rose Garden that brought me to a state of floral ecstasy. Hundreds of varieties of roses, all in bloom, fill each space of the garden, in beds, on tall, upright bushes, and on arbors, pergolas and trellises. I felt as if I had just walked into one of Monet’s paintings. It was an intoxicating feast for the senses and I took my time imbibing in this display.
After a blissful morning in the gardens, my friend and I returned to our digs for the weekend, the newly opened Brentwood Bay Lodge & Spa.
The lodge is nestled on a pristine inlet of the Saanich Peninsula, on the south end of Vancouver Island, and across the water from the Butchart Gardens, in the sleepy community of Brentwood Bay.
It is Western Canada’s newest oceanfront resort and an ideal destination for those seeking a tranquil, getaway haven. This intimate boutique lodge consists of 33 well-appointed oceanfront suites, an elegant spa, an upscale restaurant and wine bar, casual pub, wine and spirits shop, year-round heated swimming pool, hot tub and full-service marina.
Staff are warm and friendly, and pride themselves on providing hospitality at its finest.
My friend and I made the spa our first stop, as we were both intrigued by some of the more unique treatments offered on the spa menu, such as the Vino Stomp, a foot ritual that uses whole red grapes (high in anti-oxidants) along with various essential oils and botanicals; the Vino and Honey Wrap (with, you guessed it, some more of those red grapes!), the Icelandic Algae Facial, and Lushly Hands, a flower and avocado hand treatment inspired by ancient Polynesian rites.
We opted, instead, to try the Essence of Life Signature Massage, an amazing one and a half hour therapeutic treatment that consists of a rosemary scrub, followed by an application of Oceanic Ribbon weed down the spine, a hot rocks massage with river granite stones and then the ultimate in relaxation - the spa’s signature full body massage.
I was putty in the therapist’s hands and by the time she was finished, I felt stress-free and re-energized. Dinner at the Arbutus Grille, the resort’s fine dining restaurant, was quite the experience.
In a Pacific Northwest lodge-style room with views of the inlet and far-reaching mountains, diners are served Vancouver Island cuisine emphasizing fresh, natural ingredients with wonderful flavors, colors and textures.
Each course is a work of art, created by Executive Chef Brock Windsor, however, patience was definitely the key to enjoying one’s dinner during the evening we dined in the restaurant.
Service was painfully slow and although Sommelier Brian Storen kept us occupied with various wine tastings, the meal dragged on far beyond an acceptable time period.
I’m sure with time, though; the dining room will work out its food service kinks. A more casual alternative to the Arbutus Grille is the lodge’s Marine Pub, right next door, which, in addition to its west coast menu, serves up fine regional craft beers and wines and offers indoor and outdoor seating.
Off-site eateries are few, but just a short walk down the street from the lodge, there’s the charming Sea Horses Café. We opted to dine there the following night and enjoyed its picturesque, cozy ambiance and water views.
A classical guitarist played while we munched on baked brie, followed by salmon and garlic prawns.
Brentwood Bay Lodge’s oceanside location makes it an ideal setting for a wide array of outdoor pursuits, including kayaking, scuba-diving, fishing and hiking.
Guests can select from a menu of such activities offered at the Eco-Adventure Center at the lodge’s marina. My friend and I chose a Wilderness Eco-Cruise to explore the natural and cultural history of the Saanich Inlet. Captain Matt Smiley met us dockside and proceeded to guide us for the next two hours through Finlayson Arm, the most southern fjord on the North American coast. Captain Smiley (a man who really does live up to his name) told us he was going to take us “gunkholing,” a British expression that means beachcombing from a boat.
We poked into various bays and explored the coast, learning about the types of sea creatures, birds and fauna that make their home in this part of the area.
We were rewarded with glimpses of baby seals lounging on the rocks, stellar sea lions chomping on fish and bald eagles soaring across the sky.
Beautiful old growth Douglas firs, maples, cedars and handsome Arbutus, or Madrona, trees stood as proud sentinels of the shoreline as we motored by.
Captain Smiley also operates the convenient water taxi service to the Butchart Gardens; a trip that takes just minutes and drops you off at the Gardens’ secluded rear entrance, thus avoiding the crowds that throng through the main gates.
Although we didn’t venture into Victoria, except for arriving and departing there via the Victoria Clipper, it’s an easy twenty-five minute drive over to the city from Brentwood Bay.
For us, a weekend away at a sanctuary by the sea was what the doctor ordered and Brentwood Bay Lodge & Spa was the perfect remedy.