July 24th – 28th
B Mondo Ahoy!
Right on schedule Walt and
Odile on their beloved B Mondo arrive into our West Nook anchorage. Annually we always manage to spend time with
them, our friendship going back many years.
We chat easily back and forth, catching up on family tales and
reminiscing about past travels. After a
few hours of nice conversation we decide to move to Scow Bay as a gale is in
the offing.
Resettled in Scow Bay we
anchor separately and ride out the storm overnight then tie together so we can
catch up some more. Alas, it appears to
be monsoon season here and an entire day is spent mostly inside where Walt and
Odile commence to baking wonderful items and we all catch up on reading
numerous chapters in our respective books.
We gather in the comfort of B Mondo for dinners as they have an outstanding
diesel “wood stove” that heats the cabin nicely and contains the oven that puts
forth all kinds of baked goods.
After the high winds subside we move to another great anchorage in the Bunsby Islands, Green Head. We anchor and they tie on as they will be the first to depart. Carl and I set up our kayaks and putter around in the anchorage. We actually get to host Walt and Odile for dinner in our cockpit as the monsoons have died down.
ith a close eye to the weather it is decided that B Mondo needs to depart at 0500 the next morning to hopefully make safe passage north around Brooks Peninsula, their ultimate goal to get back to the northern coast of mainland British Columbia for a few more weeks. We exchange boat ‘gifts,’ Pam and Carl’s elk summer sausage and some jerky to B Mondo and ExTerra receives some homemade squash and apple jam and some wonderful boat bakery bread.
At 0445 we gather round the
lifelines, say our good byes and untie B Mondo at 0500. As they say, bon voyage, until we meet again!
After the high winds subside we move to another great anchorage in the Bunsby Islands, Green Head. We anchor and they tie on as they will be the first to depart. Carl and I set up our kayaks and putter around in the anchorage. We actually get to host Walt and Odile for dinner in our cockpit as the monsoons have died down.
ith a close eye to the weather it is decided that B Mondo needs to depart at 0500 the next morning to hopefully make safe passage north around Brooks Peninsula, their ultimate goal to get back to the northern coast of mainland British Columbia for a few more weeks. We exchange boat ‘gifts,’ Pam and Carl’s elk summer sausage and some jerky to B Mondo and ExTerra receives some homemade squash and apple jam and some wonderful boat bakery bread.
We turn in for a few more
hours sleep and then take a nice 4 hour kayak out towards Green Head and back
in the surrounding bays, Carl fishing and Pam reading. While the photo won’t do it justice we
thoroughly enjoy approaching a forked horn Blacktail buck deer that is foraging
along the rocks. Carl gets very close
and I snap photos of Carl, the buck and the ever watchful eagles in the tree
above the buck. Carl catches some very
nice greenling, one for dinner and one for the freezer.
We beach the kayaks at the
old homestead and have lunch. A walk
around the homestead tells a sad tale.
What once was a beautiful shore side cabin is now in ruins with relics
of all kinds, family photos still in frames, walls and roof collapsing and
numerous old boat motors and other debris scattered around. The garden, once quite abundant from the
looks of it still has a nicely tended small patch of marijuana and oddly,
recently potted other plants. Who knows
what really goes on in this remote corner of the ocean?
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