The Bog Trail criss-crossed level planks above a mashy terrain. Like the beach vegetation, the vegetation was stunted though not hunched over. When I touched the moss, it was spongy. In some places the mud oozed through where the vast variety of species left a gap. There was a sign that said First Nation peoples once used the spongy vegetation as a disposable nappy for their babies; the true environmentalists.
Nuu-Chah-Nulth-Aht Trail leaflet stated the Ucluelet First Nation raised their first totem pole in 100 years but I never saw one along the 5 km hike. Beautiful wild flowers dotted the trail and part of the walk encompassed the tail end of the bog. When I returned to Florence Bay where the trail began, my mouth was agape by logs stretched the length of beach.