Tuesday, August 19, 2014

Hospitality at Fanny Bay -- 8/16/2014

On our day to leave Campbell River we assess our supplies and decide we should get more dog food for Dr. Jake.  Herb hikes very early in the morning, but finds the stores are not open until 8A.  Upon his return at 8A a man on the boat next to us invites him to ride in his truck back to the store for the purchase.  That saves us a lot of time and we are only an hour late leaving.

Our plan is to leave with a push on flood to Kuhusan Point, where the tide changes and gives us a push on for the rest of our cruise.   













As we move out of the harbour we see a commercial fishing boat already at the dock unloading his morning catch.  A local named Don has a sign by his boat near the ramp to shore advertising fresh sockeye for sale.


Rowing Lesson

Entrance to Fisherman's Marina















The first thing seen as you approach Fisherman's Marina is a very long dock protected by guard rails, where people can fish near land.











We turn into the southern end of Discovery Channel and enjoy the sun reflected as sparkles in the chop.   Just at the end of Quadra Island we run through tide rips.

















I never tire of seeing the large ships and this one heads up the channel toward the Inside Passage to Alaska.











We get an eMail from Mike and Peggy of R-25 Daria, who invite us to moor at their Yacht Club at Deep Bay and come to dinner at their home.  Yes, of course! She also invites me to bring my laundry to do in her home.  Yes, of course!  

If a Yacht Club reciprocal is available, we must fly our Sinclair Inlet YC burgee, to receive the moorage.  I take the helm while Herb goes out to change the burgees.













We cruise into Sutil Channel before getting back into the Strait of Georgia and love the conditions -- wind from the north at 2, gusting to 4.  Wow!  At Comox we cross the bar, rounding the yellow markers.















We notice a 60 foot pleasure craft, Akeeva, following us as we approach the bar and appreciate that she slows to our speed and does not attempt to overtake and wake us.  She must draft 6 or 7 feet and proceeds cautiously.













"We" are the red arrow pointing at the bar.










Today with binoculars is the first time to see the range markers' flashing lights for directing across the bar, and it is the first time we have come this direction.  Lights are usually only visible at night.

We are now in Baynes Sound with Vancouver Island on our starboard and Denman Island on our port.  We get a look at Quintsana Ferry which is going from Denman to Buckly Bay on Vancouver.  Seas are one foot or less.  Good, easy cruising today.


Mike and Peggy see us pass their home on the shore of Fanny Bay and head to Deep Bay Marina to catch our lines.  We arrive in plenty of time to have a nice visit before dinner.  
















Jake get doggie treats and finds toys left by their adopted police dog, who has gone to Puppy Heaven.


Mike has a secret marinade for the salmon.














During the evening Peggy and I discover we have many things in common, one being our work background, but the two seen here are the fish platter and Wolf stove.  I feel right at home.
















Jake gets to roll in the grass and we all enjoy the view of Fanny Bay.

Willie of Willie's Tug,
   and of Walldog, Willie and Jake
   Saturday, August 16, 2014

Willie's Tug Gets New Art (Campbell River) -- 8/15/2014

Did I mention Summer came to Campbell River yesterday; it was 80 degrees and hot, hot!  

So it is significant that Winter comes today after the rain begins in the night.  It rains and rains, dark and dreary.  We never make it to the museum at the top of the dock, but do take a walk into the shopping area for a few provisions.

Curious about having a Walmart here, we take that long trek and delight to see the company is melding with the community and its history.




We discover a shop on the waterfront with any type gift you would ever want.  I find a few, and as we walk back to the boat, Herb grins and says, "Did we just make an emotional purchase?"

We will hang the salmon in Willie's Tug.  She does need a make-over, but it will be hard to rearrange the furniture.


First Nation Salmon
Willie of Willie's Tug,
   and of Walldog, Willie and Jake
   Friday, August 15, 2014

Monday, August 18, 2014

Campbell River at Last!!! -- 8/14/2014

Checking the times for slack at Yuculta Rapids, Herb sees an early morning or after lunch.  We choose the early, get ready to cast off and say Goodbye to Chris and Mike, who will go to Desolation Sound today.

We push off the dock at 7:30A, cruise at 9 to 10 knots for a time in rippled seas.  By 8A the water is like glass, flat calm.













The sun lights the sky to paint it a pale blue. 














Now into Calm Channel we go between Raza and Read Islands and see some large ships and a lot of logs.  We continue south into Sutil Channel between Cortes and Read Islands.   





Hai Sea Guardian Tug and Tow

Stern of Hai Sea Guardian


Many, many, many logs











































We are in the Strait of Georgia and go wide around the markers at the south end of Quadra Island to head into Campbell River.  





I am lucky enough to get a photo of the light house on Cape Mudge (Quadra) with the light flashing.  It is hard to see here, but I know it is there....














We don't get confirmation of availability in Coast Marina, so accept space in Fisherman's Marina, deciding to stay two nights to be able to see and do all that interests us here.













As we round the corner to go north a short distance to the marina, we see the tide rips and the effect of a 5.92 knots push in Discovery Channel.  It would have been against us, had we taken that shorter route south today.











It is a hike up to the office from Finger 5 where we tie Willie's Tug and I take a photo of her.  Yes, I can find Willie's Tug...

Left of the tall black pilings, against the breakwater, the white spar of the orange hull sailboat slices diagonally through the cockpit, leaving visible the windshield and windows on the starboard side.
















Find Willie's Tug....



















Jake likes other water bowls better than his, so he can't pass up Crabby Bob's dish outside the seafood shop.  He gets three treats, but cuts his eye toward the huge dungeness crabs in the tank.   I am also interested in the salmon on ice.



For today's museum, we choose the one farthest down the road, about a mile and save the nautical one for tomorrow.  Called The Museum of Campbell River, it is an awesome collection of First Nation artifacts and we are asked not to photograph anything.

The next section begins with logging.  Below is a cross-section of a Douglas Fir about 1,034 years old, which stood 155 feet high and measured eight feet at the butt.  One advantage of logging in this area is the steep inclines which allowed trees to be felled directly into the water below with minimal equipment.




Attempt at making a power saw with a cross-cut saw.






Among the supplies from the fishing industry is the gill net, which hangs from a line of floats in the water and weighted at the bottom.  Salmon swimming into it are entangled by their gills and not able to escape.














Steam donkey, or donkey engine, is the common nickname for a steam-powered winch, or logging engine, widely used in past logging operations, though not limited to logging. 












With lots of 'town' to be explored, we get started on the next hike.  In front of an art shop we stop to listen to a fellow tourist playing the piano provided for the public's entertainment. Engrossed in his activity, he has no idea anyone is listening until he hears the applause at the end of the performance.


Willie and a Tug

Willie in the Tug














We Texans say 'Up North,' and smile at the name of this boat.

Down North











One last Happy Hour with Frank and Dawn-Marie for a while, as we will go our separate ways tomorrow. It's been so much fun!!! 















A cruise ship heading for The Inside Passage to Alaska glides silently through the channel, as we drift off to sleep.

Willie of Willie's Tug,
   and of Walldog, Willie and Jake
   Thursday, August 14, 2014