Happy to be at Salt Spring Island on Friday, we dinghy to shore and walk into town to set up our Internet for Canada coverage, then a pass through Thrifty Foods for provisions.
The evening is spent aboard Last Call moored at The Sailing Club as dinner guests of Patrick and Gail. Did someone forget to take photos? I have a mental picture of Pat speeding over in his dinghy to fetch us.
On Saturday I am not sure what is going on with the weather, but it is bouncy for us on the hook. With no reason to go ashore, we stay safely aboard Willie’s Tug and watch others fight the wind and current in their dinghies.
By late afternoon all is calm and someone is seen enjoying a hammock on their sailboat.
Sunday begins a pleasant and relaxed day with a few boats coming into the harbour, but many more leave to enjoy the gentle breezes and continue their journeys. Herb and I discuss whether we should use the camp percolator on the stove for coffee early when we wake, or wait until later and start the generator to allow the electric pot to brew. He takes the dinghy out to see how loud the generator sounds to our neighbors.
Conclusion: generator is fairly quiet.
Dinner is salad of leftover roasted chicken, shallots, feta and secret ingredients. Herb enjoys his talent.
Late in the afternoon we hear ducks – no they are geese! Do they recognize Willie’s Tug from last year? They tell us they are hungry, so Herb feeds them.
Now there are six! It is fun to watch them feed and swim.
We enjoy the view on shore as we swing.
Now there are only three, and all begin to swim away as their appetites are satiated.
The sun dips behind the tree lined shore, casting soft pink hues onto the clouds. We watch the ribbons reflected in the water for a pleasant lazy evening.
Willie of Willie's Tug,
and of Walldog, Willie and Jake
Friday to Sunday, May 29 - 31, 2015