Check George's blog www.teallog.blogspot.com. He has all the details - with charts - of the trip from Wrangell to Ketchikan at the end of June.
Here we are July 11, tied up at the Ketchikan Yacht Club just in time for the Friday night BBQ. Always fun catching with the local folks. We have been out fishing and trapping in George and Carroll Inlets. We left Ketchikan last Sunday July 6 in the overcast and cold weather. We decided to visit Misty Fiords at a later time when it's not quite so "misty".
We chose to cruise these close-by inlets, where we had successful crab and shrimp catches earlier this spring.
The power station and old cannery.
We understand tours are conducted here routinely, proven by the Grey Hound bus we saw parked at the end of the road upon our return.
We also puzzled over this resort which was very low key...
We thought it was abandoned... no sign of life, no flags flying, no sign, I say NO SIGN telling the water traffic what it was. We found out tonight at the BBQ that they have great dinners here and the yacht club has had big Christmas parties here in the past. Funny. Guess they don't need drive by business.
And the day progressed into evening and remained dreary and cold even as we arrived at TSA Cove.
At the last BBQ Jack Hovden told us about the water bag trick for fending off no-seeums and flies. He said just hang a water bag over the entry way and the bugs won't fly in. So having been plagued by these little buggers thru oh so many bites, I decided to try this wacky idea. Well, whatever the reason, who knows. IT WORKS!
I got ONE bite over those three nights. Only one! You could see those persistent little gnats flitting around out there - in the rain even - but nary a one got in.
He also mentioned the dryer sheets. He sticks one in his pocket and swipes it on his face, neck, and ears when the no-seeums are swarming. He has also put the sheets under his hat and that keeps them away his face. They are really relentless while hanging over the bow anchoring. George tried that and it seemed to work. We are sleeping with dryer sheets now also. It's interesting, we have all those products which are supposed really work and they don't seem to have the success as these simple tactics.
We tied to the dock at Shelter Cove in Carroll Inlet for the night of July 7. Our daughter tells us this was a Big Foot siting area. We did not see him there ourselves on this night. But it looks like a good spot for him to hang out.
Logging and road building are going on here. The dock is around behind these trucks, and Big Foot must be back there somewhere also..... too foggy to see him.
While we were tied to the dock, we strung the dipole antenna George had put together while we were in Sitka.
We tried to listen into the Alaska net the following morning, lots of static, and we could hear them talking, but could not make out what they were saying.
Not sure what this means. Maybe we just need a tuner....
We had success with Dungeness on the morning of July 8 when we pulled our trap.
Also our neighbor at home Pete told us we hadn't gone far enough into Carroll Inlet the first time. He encouraged us to check out the power station docks at the end . So we did.
We were greeted warmly by a man who used to live in Chico, and came to Alaska to make his fortune as a young man and is here still. We enjoyed listening to the local lore.
Soooo we were sitting at the dock, plugged in for free, enjoying our dinner.... as I looked up - there was a plane coming at us.
We both realized-at the same time- it was the mail plane.
He kept coming slowly and glided in along side the airplane dock, opened his door, slid out the door as it opened, reached for the line lying on the dock and hooked it to his plane.
It was effortless, like a dance. Folks came out from the power house with a bag, we assume was mail. The pilot started tossing bags and boxes out the door onto the dock.
Two of the people who had come down turned out to be passengers; they boarded, the pilot boarded, and was detached from his tether.............
and off he went. It was soooo smooth.
It was a cold, wet, four days out there in "Southeast". Day time temps 51 and 52 degrees most of the time. Will summer never come?
We fished without success at Herring Bay Cove and Mountain Point on the way back to Ketchikan. We are still looking forward to eating our first halibut and salmon. You will have to see George's blog - upcoming - to see the shrimp we got in Carroll Inlet.
We headed back to Ketchikan to reconnoiter before our next outing to Moira... lots of quaint anchorages and good fishing holes.
It's getting late. I'm listening to Coast to Coast AM and the Captain snoring. Guess it's time for the First Mate to hit the sack.
More to come in a week or so after our next outing.... As we ask the gods for sun and warm days.
Take care.
luv/jo
(& the captain says hi)
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Friday, July 11, 2008
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