Day 14- Sunday, August 26, Tahsis, BC –
Civilization?
After another great night swaying gently on
the hook, we woke refreshed and ready for the day. We had our mini-church on the boat and then
set off to admire more of God’s creation in the dinghy. Connor found us a cave to explore. As the surf was coming in, Val zigged at the
same time the surf zagged and she took a monster wave over the bow and came out
on the losing end.
We set sail (is that what a powerboat does)
for Tahsis through the most beautiful fjord-looking mountain passes. It was so pretty. Ah, the poet in me has just been awakened, “we’re
heading our asses through these narrow, beautiful passes on our way to Tahsis,
where the gas is.” That’s it. It’s the best I got.
Tahsis!
Civilization at last. Not only
one, but two phone booths and the receivers are both in one piece without any
duct tape! Happiness. Wifi on the covered deck. A restaurant!
Bliss! Fuel. Water.
Ah, we’ve arrived. Electric on
the dock. Oh, my. Are we spoiled? This is the first marina we stayed at since
our horrible experience at Campbell River and the first time we’ve had shore
power in a dozen days! We even were
served our meals today.
I spent most of the day on the phone and the
computer, while Val did laundry, and Connor caught mackerel off the dock. The front has passed and it’s raining and
kicking up the sea. I’m glad we’re
here. The current conditions on the outside
is Gale Warning with 25-35 knot winds against the swell….not good. We’re tucked in safe and sound deep into this
“fjord” with all the modern services we could ask for, well, almost.
It’s supposed to blow hard tomorrow so I’ll
finish all my business in the morning and then, weather permitting, we’ll start
down the pass toward the outside finding a secure anchorage to stager our next
crossing. Hopefully, we’ll catch some
crab and shrimp as I have the shrimp pot soaking right now.
We ran into a couple of great folks on the dock
yesterday. David and Trish Nelson gave
us some great fishing tips and coordinates but unfortunately, the position is
where we just came from. It would appear
the big fish and lots of them are at the continental shelf 12 miles out and,
with the forecast, we won’t be going there anytime soon. Dave said to tell Ron Meng hello. So, Ron, if you’re reading this, I’ve done my
job.
Connor also made friends with Gerry Freeman
on the docks. Gerry really got Connor
going on the mackerel and I was still cleaning them at 10:30PM. Gerry is a contagious, energetic Christian
family man, who befriended us and taught us a lot about fishing in these waters
and even gave us some tackle to really go nail them! Dave is a guide, although, mostly his hobby
and has a great reputation for always catching fish.
I hope you are all doing well. Send me a note! Blessings, all!
