Saturday, July 4, 2015

June 20th


June 20th We do not get away as soon as we hoped. One of the dock people wanted to take pictures of the interior of OA. When we were almost all the way around the corner in Johnstone straight we discovered he had left his camera case on board, so Back to Port Harvey. The person was mightily pleased to get the case back but just a little embarrassed. NO PROBLEMO I would leave my teeth about and lose them if they were not bolted in. 
 A LESSON LEARNED?                                                                                    
Alert Bay





 Course is now set to take us past Alert Bay. About 18 years ago we tied at the government dock in the “Willobee G” Alert Bay. It has a substantial native population with lots of mischievous young’uns with too much time on their hands. We had a large brass porthole in the head area in the boat.  Under it and next to the sink we hung our tooth brushes. I was up early in the morning and about to plunk the tooth brush into my mouth and realized that one of the little brats had reached through the port and scrubbed the brushes onto the steel dolphin as a joke.  I am sure they waited around the corner to see our reaction but got bored and left. It did teach us a lesson to close the port when in harbour as they could have put a lot worse things on the end of the brushes. They were either too kind or not to creative. There was one other time a young’un dropped a hand full of cherry pits through the same window into our electric head. Those of us who know, know that the whole toilet has to come apart. THATS A SHITTY JOB WHEN YOUR FACE IS PRESSED AGAINST THE BOWL working on a STUCK NUT to release it from the bathroom floor. You just want to burn all the clothing you have worn during the removal and spend 15 minutes in a scalding hot shower. 


Putney Point


PUTNEY POINT AND BEYOND OR TO INFINITY AND BEYOND (as Buzz Lightyear  thing from Toy Story would say, OR BEYOND CAPE FEAR (as Penny would say.)

Past Putney almost abeam of Port MacNeill the wind and waves begin to pick up and we plot a course as an escape route to that port. We tough it out and now in the lea of the Storm Islands that we plan to anchor.

 It is a narrow gut with limited swing room. When anchored here before we have slipped off the bottom and harvested a lot of eel grass. When sliding back we discovered an almost sunk buoy with chain. We took a mighty tug on it and held. THIS YEAR we were having trouble finding it and it was a concern. We could wind are propellers around it. VERY BAD THING TO DO. We anchored away from the area that we thought it might be lurking. Sure enough at low water there it was just under the surface in disguise of being a kelp patch. I knew for sure that one of the boating buddies would clump it for certain as they would all be milling about to make a raft in this very narrow anchorage. I took the “Raven” over and tied a yellow plastic container on it with yellow line and put “DAVES NOT HERE” in black felt pen all on it. We had internet in this anchorage and so would the Davison’s and when we were in Codville Lagoon way north we had internet to. She mentioned did we do “DAVES NOT HERE” on the bottle? The reply was YUP.

AMAZING

As mentioned above when anchored in the STORM Islands we had internet. These islands are smack dab in the middle of some of the wildest water on our coast. Port Hardy is about 20 miles away as the seagull flies. Getting back to Port Hardy from here in a storm would be a lesson that would not be soon forgotten. We enjoyed catching up by phone and internet.  Several days later OA is a hundred miles or more away, around Cape Caution in Codville Lagoon near Shearwater (about 20 miles by water). This like Storm Islands is a wild place and can at any time have wolfs and grizzlies on the beach. We have internet and now in direct communication with the Davison’s. AMAZING

 

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