Log - 6/28/2001 to 7/5/2001
Gulf Islands (Victoria to Naniamo)
Woke up early for reasons unknown: 6:30. The night before Katherine
expressed desire for a late departure, like 10, but the currents
and forecast wind favored 8 am. We cast off from Victoria just after
8. Got to do some extended sailing, with the engine shut off for
more than a half hour, still made good headway. Squiz even was in
the cockpit area and seemed happy, though she hasn't really been
out without a dock alongside.
We tied up to a mooring ball in Sidney Spit Marine park a few miles
east of the town of Sidney.
Lifestyle observations: After a few days on the hook I decided
to check our water supply (I am the water consumption Nazi) and
found we hardly made a dent, so we've lifted the saltwater dishwashing
& have decided to shower exclusively on the boat (save some
pesos) - although we have no water pump - so we fill the sun shower
and feed into the shower stall. It seems like a pain, but then you're
not hauling your shower gear all over town.
Of the cruising books I've read (a few), none have recommended
the importance of having one tasty meal or large appetizer on the
ready (especially one with vegetable matter). This seems to avert
disaster or make a tough time easier to get through. Nothing like
getting to your destination tired and grumpy and still the thought
of making something (and your sick of dehydrated food, chips, sodas)
seems impossible. This afternoon it is chilled Avocado/grapefruit
soup with homemade sourdough bread.
Life without a heater: so far not an issue. I plan my cooking around
potential evening chill and usually make a bread, pastry, or something
that takes any annoying chill before you go to bed.
What I miss: our pepper grinder is broken, I'd like a larger (glass)
mixing bowl. Eventually I'll need a potato masher.
On books: The girl with a pearl earring was a good one to settle
down from the chaos of getting ready. The Millennium Girl is a hoot
and the boys want to read it, presumably for the sex in it. (Wally
please bring it back in August, so Alan can read it.) Currently
reading Joshua Slocum's, Sailing Alone around the world. Very good,
his experiences and adventures are timeless.
Naniamo is a convenient and lovely city that has made it convenient
to stay. After a night at the dock we've chosen to anchor across
the way in front of Newcastle Island - a provincial park that shelters
Naniamo. The anchorage has at least 40 boats of all shapes and sizes,
including a barge-trailer conversion with a barfo-lounger on top
(hey dad, I thought you wanted Alan's old barfo-lounger). Our second
night we had to move due to different drifting patterns (anchor
rode) of various vessels. Imagine peering your head out of the cockpit
before you go to be and being within 1 foot of another boat. So
at 2300 hours we hauled in the anchor. After spending an hour weaving
between all the boats - most with no anchor light - we found a new
place to drop the hook.
Why we're still at Naniamo: we want to get the web-site up on the
Internet (and out of Alan's pile of things to do) and this is the
most convenient place. Unfortunately, Alan finished version 1 about
an hour late, so we have to wait until Monday morning until a web-café
that will let us upload info is open. In the meantime, Alan replaced
the pressurized water pump; we replaced the fuel filters and bled
the fuel line, and washed the boat. We'd rather do the housework
now & play exclusively while we're in Desolation Sound. Also,
I temporarily became a boat fender, stepping onto the dock and slipped;
performing a bizarre yoga pose that had nothing to do with relaxation.
The dock rash and the bruising that ensued are mildly spectacular.
I lost a flip-flop too.
Squiz is mildly entertained by the geese in these parts. Back in
Tomahawk Bay she was intimidated. She is currently performing her
evening constitution of 20 laps in the Bulwarks - wildebeest style.
I don't know if the hull-deck joint can tolerate much more of her
What's next? Well we're heading to Scottie Bay, on Lasqueti Island.
We are meeting Alan's brother July 15th in Powell River and he'll
join us for a week up in Desolation sound with his son, girlfriend,
and ski boat.
I love the warm, lazy peacefulness of Princess inlet on
Wallace Island. Except I did get a little nervous when that hungry
Eagle perched in a nearby tree looking for tender morsels; luckily
it grabbed a mouse and flew off to dine without my tender carcass.
The Canadian geese in Naniamo are fun to watch (from my perch inside