Going at night by the moon, with lanterns and no tourists...this is the only way a local does this trip.
We rowed a little boat from the bigger boat to a small beach, and though it was dark, the water was completely alive with phosphorescence. The paddles fully illuminated with every stroke we cut into the water's surface, and fish of every size, shape, speed, and depth were visible and glowing underwater. I dipped my arm in the water to my elbow and pulled it out again to gawk at the green sparkling water as it peeled away and then trickled from my skin.
Before this I had only ever seen bioluminescence vaguely (by comparison) in the shoreline as sparse sparks in the sand here and there. Where the nutrient-rich spring water meets the cove was glowing green, and we all marveled.
As we all sat in the pools that night, talking and sharing stories, my friend described one of his favorite bioluminescence encounters from that same spot where we were.
...it was at night of course, and an otter pulled up and out onto the rocks, the otter fully glowing and visible against the pitch black forest, got itself steady and began to shake the water from its heavy coat. The otter sprayed the water in a sparkling mist from which it then disappeared out of the center.
So easy to imagine after rowing through the living light Pacific ocean.
Message to Canadians: These glowing waters, were a sign of abundant sea life. Sadly in this very moment, someone who comes across this phenomena might believe the glow to be something radioactive.