“Three Bucks And A Doe Ho”… sung to the tune of Three Coins In A Fountain.Help, I’m stuck in the car with a singing Colleen!! This singing streak started with our visit to the Canner at Port Edward (what we’ve been calling ‘Count Kevin’ for some obscure reason). Arriving at the canner site Colleen started off with “Cannereee, Canneraah, Canneree, Canneraah…with a flat fish on my back”.It just gets better...

It seems the end has arrived too fast. The seas are calm as we finish packing our gear. Not sure how to fit it all in. I know I haven't bought anything to fill up the bags out here. Maybe it's the moisture in the air that swelled everything up?! Wait a minute, we hardly had an moisture!In spite of the struggle I managed to shove it all in.After breakfast we arrived at our last Watchman stop - Skedans. This place was really crowded when we passed it ...

Flat seas and a speckled sky greet us. We are off before 7:30 this morning. Today we are heading for Hotspring Island. It’s a beautiful cruise down De la Beche Inlet. Even the sound is calm as we cross.Many small islands (or large rocks with trees?) dot the area with higher mountains reaching up behind. Hotspring Island has a Gate Keeper program so we radio ahead to ask permission to go on land. This is the routine here and a good idea as it limit’s t...

High winds overnight brought back memories of a past sailing trip where the anchor dragged and we spent the night trying to find safety. The Anvil Cove anchor held fast and we woke to calm seas, fog and mist. Seems strange to admit it but, for me, this is kind of a relief. Wet coastal weather is what I expected here. Certainly the dry forests could use some moisture! Another threat to the ecosystem is long periods of hot sun.In the mist, near Langford Shoals, we ...

I was asleep before we anchored for the night just north of Burnaby Strait. Keith wants to get south quickly then we can take our time coming back.Getting used to the quiet sure wasn’t hard. This is one of the reasons I came. There are so few places where you can ‘hear’ the quiet any more. No boats, no generators, no lights…just the call of the sea birds and the slap of the water.This morning the water was dead calm and again the sun was s...