This memorial website was created in memory of our loved one, Bobor aka Lubomír Kunik, 61, born on May 27, 1955 and passed away on February 1, 2017.
Moved by the beauty and freedom of nature, he set off at a young age from his hometown in Slovakia to explore a new life in Vancouver, Canada. Bobor took every moment to explore each acre of wilderness and climbed to every mountain top he could find. Setting a pace, and never giving up until he reached the top, he was built tough as a nail. He shared his experiences through his lifelong passion for photography, and elaborate and entertaining stories. An intellectual man and professor by trade, Bobor was always willing to share his vast knowledge and experience. Precise, and deliberate in his actions, he was also fiercely loyal and open hearted. His saying "Kamaráti Ahoj !" will be deeply missed around campfire.
Bobor, we can no longer see you with our eyes, touch with our hands, but we will feel you in our hearts forever. We miss your voice, your laugh, your stories, your wisdom, ...we miss you greatly!
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Leave a tributeNechce se ani věřit že je to už 7 let od chvíle kdy jsi od nás odešel.
Nikdy na Tebe nezapomeneme!!
S&H
Those we love don't go away
they walk beside us every day
unseen, unheard, but always near,
still loved, still missed and forever dear.
Dnes je to sest let, co jsi odesel cizi rukou z naseho zivota. Pokazde kdyz vezmu do ruky fotak, tak na Tebe vzpominam, byl jsi muj ucitel a vzdy ochotne a trpelive jsi me vysvetloval, co jsem se kolem foceni potrebovala naucit. Jses navzdy v nasich srdcich, clovek na ktereho nejde zapomenout! Odpocivej v pokoji i nase cesta jednou skonci a doufam, ze se opet shledame!
Zažili sme s tebou veľmi veľa krásnych nezabudnuteľných chvíľ. Žehnám ťa v deň tvojich narodenín.
Chýbaš nám.stále.
In times of silence, love hears...
In times of doubt, love hopes…
In times of sorrow, love heals...
And in all times, love remembers.
May time soften the pain
Until all that remains
Is the warmth of the memories
And the love.
Zažili sme s tebou veľmi veľa krásných nezabudnuteľných chvíľ. Každé ráno keď meditujem tak Ti posielam pozdrav do sídla Duší spomienku na teba. Žehnám ťa v deň tvojich narodenín.
Chýbaš nám.
Bobrik, you will be missed forever in our hearts!
neviem ani ako zacat, ale asi takto, BOBOR -poznal som ho dlhe roky,ved sme boli s jednej Trampskej osady ( Prve Ohne). Chybas nam, tvoje trampske srdce bolo vellke a tvoja osoba tiez a tak nam zostanes v nasich srdciach na veky. " A Ty srdce jeho velike, vzdy snami budes,tak zbohom kamarat chybat nam budes" Ahoj Palko
Dnes je 1 Februara 2020 a My v srdci si pripominame tragicky odchod naseho velkeho Kamarata BOBRA. Je to smutna udalost ktora nas trapi a stale myslime na BOBRA pri kazdom trampe alebo lovu v Kanadskej divocine. Neni jednej minuty aby sme si ho nepripomenuli pri kazdej debate s Kamaratmi alebo pri Taborovom Ohni. Ani sme si neuvedomovali co sme mali a koho sme stratili. Je to velka skoda stratit taku osobnost.Pocuvam Willi Nelsona co Bobor mal tak rad a moje kamaradske srdce krvaca bolestou za vsetkymi kamaratmi co sme stratili ale Bobor bol nieco velke. Dusou bol Tramp,Kamarat , a hlavne clovek ktory vzdy bol na pravom mieste. Chybas nam Kamarat a chybat nam budes na vzdy. S uctou Palko (Pavol Gorel)
After inviting him in to view the nearby studio I share, he made a suggestion in a direct but kind way: Would I be part of the photos with my paintings? This invitation surprised and then delighted me. The show had been a good one and I was eager to capture it. I innately felt I could trust this gentleman, and for an experienced artist that is saying a lot: I've met many people through my art and some are only superficially interested in my practice. He sized up the interior space very quickly. His confidence and intelligence were obvious. He promised to send me all of the photos and retain none for himself, which he soon did. The small series is of a superior quality and I use one of the photos on my website (brucerussellart.com). My friends and family have commented on how it captures me very well.
We all have a deep sense of a kind, good person when we meet them. Lubo struck me as a true artist, quietly passionate about his work, and a man of integrity. I grew up in a much smaller place than Vancouver and I know stories of special people who are fondly remembered for what they did for those near them and for their community. Somehow a larger city does not grieve these losses as well. I was no less shocked and angered by his murder - yet, people like Lubo stay in our hearts. I met him briefly, but his artistic spirit, his kindness and manners touched me. For those close to him, I encourage you to hold the special moments that he shared with you close to your hearts. Don't always be alone in your fond remembrances.
Heavy are our hearts,
Memories bring you back,
To the time when you were with us,
To the happy days of yore.
Odpocivej v pokoji!
You had dreams and big plans: you wanted to see many places, climb more mountains, visit countries, have fun with friends, spend time with your family....you were the one to live until 100 years, do you remember?..
We will never forget about the amazing time together: hiking in the pouring rain (where the gore-tex or rain jacket wouldn't help, it was so wet), playing cards in the van while camping during the wet and cold autumn nights (no one around, just you and our family,who else would be so crazy), pushing a canoe with the camping gear for miles on snow to a lake at Easter (surprise, road closed, it was still winter outside of Vancouver), exploring the gold rush trails by Yale, singing the Kokanee song loud in the car while heading North, or hiking through the dark Chilcoot woods at night hand in hand singing songs to scare bears, munching on a big fat bacon with bread and garlic at Elfin hut while everyone around munched on almonds and porridge, dancing so hard at the home party that kids were worried the floor joists will break, paddling in a little rubber dinghy across the Squamish River rapids, full speed to save our lives, spending hours on phone late at night or on Sundays discussing world affairs, history or next trips and adventures, and so on. We miss you Bobor immensely! Yet we are thankful for all the moments and experiences, thankful for your friendship, your passion to share your love for nature, your joy to live, and your inspiration to explore. We carry the beautiful memories in our hearts and your soul and spirit has brighten our lives . Going to the mountains is going home ( Muir). May your soul fly over mountain ridges and shine the light. Rest in Peace!
Il y a quelques semaines IL n'a pas choisi de partir encore plus loin et nous avons perdu tout espoir de le revoir.
"IL" c'est Lubo grâce auquel nous avons découvert une belle partie de la Colombie Britannique.
Lubo nous a accueillis à l'aéroport , puis nous a montré Vancouver et nous a beaucoup parlé de son pays d'accueil, le Canada.
Lubo nous a guidés, nous a vanté la beauté et la tranquillité du Stanley Park.....nous l'avons écouté.
Peut-être un jour pourrons -nous retourner au Stanley Park, cette fois pour nous recueillir à l'endroit où Tu es parti pour toujours, Lubo !
Cher Lubo, tu restes très présent dans nos cœurs, nous ne T'oublierons jamais.
Lubo, toho roku nedostaneme tvoje svieze fotky prvych jarnych snezienok zo Stanley parku a bohuzial nedostaneme ich uz nikdy viac. Budes nam chybat, ale ostanes navzdy v nasich spomienkach.
Maryse-Jaro-Milena
Bol to fantastický priateľ ,kamarát a bytosť. Veľká česť jeho pamiatke, uchováme si ťa v srdci. Smútiaca rodina Zuščáková.
We pray for your soul to rest in eternal peace. Ameen
We felt we knew Lubo well. He provided us with amazing service, he seemed a kind man and all of us who are familiar feel so badly today. He was so dedicated to his role and we will miss him very much.
Please pass along our sympathy to your Ricoh family.
Cori, other administrative assistants and from everyone here at
BC Hydro
15th floor of Dunsmuir
From all the Admins at Powerex.
Spolu sme zrástli v Slovenských horách. Jeho neskrotiteľná túžba po osobnej slobode ho donútila emigrovať, nečakane sme sa takto stretli v Rakúsku a tam sa spolu pripravovali na ďalšie kroky novým životom. Našiel si byt vo vysnívanej polohe blízko pri oceáne a pri Stanley Parku aby mal každodenný kontakt s prírodou -- a to ani nehovorím o doslovne stovkách viacdenných, náročných vandrov osamote alebo o mnohých, ľudsky nádherných trampských stretnutiach a indiánskych Powwow.
V tej obrovskej divočine v B.C. žil svoj sen a tešil sa na penzijné návraty na Slovensko, nesplnené to plány. Muž pevných zásad, silnej vôle a jemný zároveň, s ohromným rozhľadom v technike, politike, humanite...
Vždycky pomáhajúci a potíšku veselý – vskutku jedinečný partner a úzky priateľ. Jeho fotky prírody sú plné krásy a dokonalosti, keď sme fotili spolu, tak Lubo, Tvoje boli krajšie.
Tvoje návštevy, naše spoločné výlety a plány na penziu sa už nikdy nezopakujú a neuskutočnia, v našich srdciach a v nasej pamäti zostaneš navždy, celkom akoby si bol členom nasej rodiny.
Kamarát ahoj!
Juraj, Oľga
Rest in peace.
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happy weeks would expect you if you still were here
Lubo, you had always strived for best pictures, not only artistically but technically as well, particularly struggling for best sharpness. That´s why you bought NIKONs both megapixel monsters D800 AND D810, among many other cameras. You were both happy with and proud of them. Still, because of their size and weight they barely accompanied you during overnight backpacking.
Had not that one brute barbarian accidentaly met you on your belowed ocean shore, you could and you would purchase the very latest NIKON today. It´s not only a bit better than old ones, it is much smaller end lighter as well. Your dream of high quality in small body just got fulfilled.
You would thoroughly happy anticipate the delivery,
take hundreds of test pictures then,
exchange and discuss some of them with me.
This tool would be your fellow in your backpack at all times and
many, many of your friends would enjoy your new, even better and even sharper pictures.
Dear Lubo,
I miss you, I miss your dedication, your high level conversation, friendliness, fiddling on quality. I am so sad I may not plan any next photographic trip for us.
May Manitou share his blue sky and crispy sun rays with you.
PF 2017 od Bobra Kamaratom
Ahoj vsetci! Dnes je 21. december, 2016 - najkratsi den v roku, zimny slnovrat. Uz ten zajtrajsi den bude, v nasej zemepisnej sirke, o 1 minutu dlhsi. Prajem Vam vsetkym krasne Vianocne sviatky, vela stastia, zdravia, spokojnosti a peknych vandrov v divokej prirode v Novom roku 2017! Ahoj! Bobor P.F.: Deep Bay, Bowen Island, B.C., Dec. 4, 2016
Thinking of you, Bobor....
Dear Bobor,
we all miss you trumendously and I am thinking of you everytime I go to Cypress Mountain where we met last time when sharing a beautiful moment of sunset at Mt. Hollyburn. I will never forget this moment and I am forever greatful for your company wherever we met spontaneously let it be on the way to Elfin lakes, VIMFF or at Veidner's family house ....your amazing photography you shared with us will be always in our hearts.