Yesterday I spied with my little eye, a cadillac sts-v, with Nevada plates. they were about half way between the end of Lake Cowichan and Nitinaht, and actually travelling at quite a clip. We both looked at each other like we had two heads. Next came a pair of cyclists at the end of Cowichan. I was brushing my teeth and driving, but they weren't looking at me, they were focused on the pair of bears to their right. The smell of fresh cut fries emanating out of my tailpipe distracted the bears who began moving the opposite way fortunately.