June 6th
through 8th Sidney to the Secretaries to Henry Bay, Denman Island
I will need to add photos sometime when we have enough bandwidth to do it.
We are headed out to one of our favorite anchorages, a little nook between the two small Secretary Islands in the Gulf group. We anchor, all to ourselves, and deploy the trusty dinghy, ET. ET takes us to shore with clam buckets and our oyster shell clam diggers. We’re clamming in the rain, we’re clamming in the rain, what a wonderful feeling we’re clamming again…..we easily get plenty of manila clams and oysters which are there for the picking. Carl has checked the Canada Fisheries and Ocean notices to make sure they are not in a toxic area. These go into our ‘live well,’ a five gallon bucket full of holes that we dangle off the stern, keeping all such creatures hydrated until they are to be consumed.
A second sailboat, with
two lassies aboard from the Canadian Forces Sailing Association anchors nearby
and they are surprised to find out that yes, we really did come up from
Portland. Last year we moored at their
dock which is located in Esquimalt under the watchful eye of Her Majesty’s
forces.
We are headed out to one of our favorite anchorages, a little nook between the two small Secretary Islands in the Gulf group. We anchor, all to ourselves, and deploy the trusty dinghy, ET. ET takes us to shore with clam buckets and our oyster shell clam diggers. We’re clamming in the rain, we’re clamming in the rain, what a wonderful feeling we’re clamming again…..we easily get plenty of manila clams and oysters which are there for the picking. Carl has checked the Canada Fisheries and Ocean notices to make sure they are not in a toxic area. These go into our ‘live well,’ a five gallon bucket full of holes that we dangle off the stern, keeping all such creatures hydrated until they are to be consumed.
July 7th We
await the slack of the current through Porlier Pass with a lazy departure
around 1330. Carl spots Orca whales between
us and the Pass, the first we have seen this year. The resident Orca were two months late
returning to this area this year. We
anchor 36 miles up the Strait of Georgia in Nuttal Bay. While this is not the scenic route, we do
still enjoy deer frolicking in the front yards of the houses dotting the Nuttal
Bay shoreline, and we pass many small tree studded islands along the way.
We have chosen what they
call the express route to Johnstone Strait.
Our goal is to get through Seymour Narrows, Discovery Passage and
Johnstone Strait before the northwesterly winds set in. We look to the wind gods Anemoi and hope for
fare winds as we need south southeast wind to make it through Johnstone on the
ebb current.
Keeping with our express
route we depart at 0800 on Carl’s birthday, July 8th. Happy Birthday Carl! We travel another 33 miles, drop the anchor
in Henry Bay, Denman Island, and Carl is already happily fishing off the side
of the boat. First catch of the day, a
pesky Dog Fish, a member of the shark family with a nasty sting from its tail
if you let it get close enough. Our son
Zach encountered this last year and
purchased a new set of needle nose pliers for the boat as the other set went to
the deep when he was trying to get the shark loose. “You didn’t say it was a shark” we seem to
remember him saying.
July 9, 2019 0900 (an hour later each day) we are off to Campbell
River, just inside Discovery Passage. We
share the Comox Bar crossing with two of Her Majesty’s war ships, HMS 57 and 58
“Caribou.” The shallows on either side make it necessary
to stay the course, Caribou slows a bit to keep from running us over and we all
make it through just fine.
The day passes uneventfully. We are riding the current up the edge of the Georgia Strait. We cross the boundary where ebbs now flow north and floods flow south and our speed increases dramatically putting us up to 9.8 nautical miles per hour, a tad higher than our boat’s normal hull speed average of 6. We tie up to the Campbell River Discovery Marina fuel dock, easy in, easy out, lots of room. Then it is off the slip I-09, the same slip we were in a couple of years ago.
The day passes uneventfully. We are riding the current up the edge of the Georgia Strait. We cross the boundary where ebbs now flow north and floods flow south and our speed increases dramatically putting us up to 9.8 nautical miles per hour, a tad higher than our boat’s normal hull speed average of 6. We tie up to the Campbell River Discovery Marina fuel dock, easy in, easy out, lots of room. Then it is off the slip I-09, the same slip we were in a couple of years ago.
This is a very convenient
marina as it borders a shopping center with a gigantic “tire” store that is a
hardware and department store in hiding.
On our list is a second “water heater” wrench as it has the appropriate
size mouth to fit on the two nuts that we need to reposition in our drip shaft
area. Or better put, it allows two nuts
lying on their bellies to try to squeeze one arm each into a tiny opening to
adequately get enough opposing force on two wrenches, each on a separate, large
tightening nut. And people ask what we
do with our time!
Tonight we are each
pouring over current tables, weather, guide books and charts. We will each come up with a plan and if they
jive enough, we will be headed towards Seymour Narrows tomorrow morning.
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