We headed up Johnstone Strait to Port Neville.
That's Teal in the background tied to the dock while we beach combed.
The whale watchers came in for lunch while we were visiting Lorna, who oversees Port Neville and the old family homestead. The tourists shed their foulies
when they headed up for their midday break.
This old building was standing when we visited last. It is now returning to the earth. This is the term the canadians use, which is similar to our "deteriorating, dilapidated old shack".
We left Port Neville in a light fog and had a smooth passage along Johnstone Strait
We shopped, showered, and did laundry at Blind Channel. Later in the afternoon we took a hike out the landing.
Many boats were coming in for shelter against a coming storm (which never manifested).
We visited with Art and Dan from "Afternoon Delight", who we had met at Pierre's.
Our passage started out rather calm and peaceful. We were sitting in our cockpit smiling and commenting how nice it was to be out there in the cool weather and having the new canvas enclosure to keep us warm and dry.
About that time we heard a boat communicating with the Coast Guard. As we came upon their rescue, we were entering HoskynChannel. The wind came up and the waves got wild. At first it was 8 and 10 ft waves. Soon they became 15 footers. George was standing out navigating shouting directions back to me "5 starboard, 10 port, "etc. We were trying to quarter the waves to help smooth the ride. Teal took it all in great stride and within 45 minutes we were entering Taku Harbor at Heriot Bay.... a very long 45 minutes, I might add. George got blasted by more than a few waves coming over the dodger.
It was a relief to tie to the dock. Even tho the wind was blowing hard and the rain was coming down in droves, we were at last stopped. George stripped down and off we went to the laundry AGAIN. I had been feeling smug that all our clothes were clean from having just done this exercise at Blind Channel the day before. We had two washers, clothes, towels, etc. So we finally had clean dry clothes again. That night we slept well inspite of the sound of the pounding rain and the action of the boat again the wind.
The next morning we provisioned at the little grocery at Heriot Bay and headed out in a dry but cool morning for our passage to Powell River.
luv/joB
Stayed tuned. That storm that had manifested itself, well it came................
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