Friday, June 22, 2012

Skidding in Broadside

 "Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out and loudly proclaiming...WOW!  What a ride!"  Melvin Trotter

And we skid on..

It seems that no place so serene, with such alpen glow could turn ugly so quickly.  Our Captain is a safe soul, always checking charts and resources to ensure that we avoid danger.  So exited Nakwakto Rapids  spending  the night at the end of Slingsby Channet in this lovely anchorage.

We woke at dawn and the Captain checked the winds for it can be dangerous to exit Slingby on a large ebb with a strong west wind.  We had a good sized ebb but the winds were light from the southeast.  No problem...and then it got nasty.  West winds may add but a strong ebb alone is enough to create standing waves with no place to go but ahead.  It was a task for an experienced captain and Doug did wonderfully well but we vowed to never exit Slingby on any kind of an ebb.

And we headed north to capture some large prawns and a big octopus in Kildit Sound.

This one we kept and Doug cooked it (OUSIDE)! and Doug has big chef plans for later.   We also found sea cucumbers in Kildit which he eyed hungrily but we decided to save that delectable treat for Debra and Ralph.

In the spring we bought a fishing boat and named it the Osprey.  Fishing from the dink was becoming somewhat of a chore and embarrassment - kind of like driving a riding lawn mower in a pack of Harley Davidsons.   But a problem soon became apparent.  The fishing boat did not know how to fish.  Day after day back and forth with only a piece of bull kelp to show for our efforts.  Doug was becoming seriously depressed and began muttering about bringing the dink north.  The Osprey had no desire to be relegated to the dusty storage unit and rallied forth.

On the first day it found two halibut (the larger is 46 lbs):

On the second day it was a 42 lb salmon - the biggest caught this year in the Shearwater area:

And for good measure the Osprey found us a sea otter to watch.

 What a ride!