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
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