Some
History of Eucott Bay
When we were at the hot springs we walked
in the shallow water through sticky mud without the benefit of a dock to keep
our tootsies clean and dry. Any one for the asking, “FOR FREE”, could have had
the slime that had gathered between our toes and stuck to my feet on the
journey from the “Ravens” to the shore. It was smelly, sticky and stuck to your
feet like molasses.
VOICES
FROM A DISTANCE on VHF 16
Now
we know the flock is near as they are calling on the radio looking for mother
Mike. He is tending the flock and moving them to green pastures
called Ocean Falls where they will feed on the lush environment of free W- FI,
unlimited fresh clear water, and be witness to the history of a dying community
that was home to over 5000 souls a breath of time ago. Then they will move on to the green pastures
of Eucott Bay and the hot springs. I can picture years ago Mike floating high
out of the spring water on his back with a cold beer planted on his chest. Ruby
their dog now will be scampering on the muddy beach in the lush tall grass and
have to swim back on “Shaman”. Next stop will be Shearwater for good times and
of course green pastures. Hopefully we
will meet up there and share the same bays as we have done before.
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