It was another beautiful, hot and sunny day today. We moved from Prideaux Haven across Desolation Sound to Squirrel Cove with a pit stop at the store outside the anchorage. The last time we were here there were For Sale signs posted on the store and the place was looking kind of tired. The signs are gone, things look decidedly tidied up and there are young people bustling around — good to see! We set Snug’s anchor at the end of a channel between Cortes and Protection Islands inside Squirrel Cove which gives us a good easterly view out of the cove to the sound. Very lovely! Ron went ashore with his camera and I did some catching up with work related email. By the time he got back we were too lazy to walk or paddle so just read our books in the cockpit. There are a few boats here, but the atmosphere feels quieter than usual — I guess the combination of fewer boats and older cruisers (people with school aged kids aren’t here yet) makes for less noise and activity.
It was a lovely calm morning when we untied our lines at Westview and set off for a quick visit to Nancy’s Bakery in Lund before continuing on into Desolation Sound. After coffee and her famous sticky buns, we set our course for Prideaux Haven. We figured it wouldn’t be as busy as it is in the summer months, and sure enough, the boats were not as chock-a-block, but the place was not empty either. We counted six boats in Melanie Cove, two in Laura Cove and nine in the main anchorage. Everyone was swinging free with no need to line up along the shore with stern lines as is the normal situation in July and August. The day felt like August though—it was hot! and I had to break out my shorts and tank top for the first time. We paddled into all the small bays and around the outer islands before retiring to our cockpit for—yup— cocktails!
Woke to a grey sky and no wind, although it had been blowing hard enough in the night that Ron got up to put out more anchor line. Malaspina Strait was flat when we got underway and I took advantage of the calm conditions to sit with my computer at my on-board desk (the dinette) to catch up on some bookkeeping. After three hours of uneventful running time, and not having got off the boat yesterday, a hankering to walk and a need to top up the diesel tank made us decide to pull into Westview early in the afternoon. We fueled up and secured Snug to one of the new South Harbour docks then walked up to town and in and out of the shops. There is a lovely little upstairs yarn shop in Westview which I couldn’t pass by, but resisted the urge to add to the sizeable yarn stash I already have aboard!
We took a short hop up the coast today, starting out on a calm Malaspina Strait and turning into Jervis Inlet and one of our favourite stop over places at lunchtime. It was too nice to leave, so we spent the afternoon at anchor, attending to business and getting this blog organized.
We left the hospitality of the False Creek Yacht Club at 8:00 this morning, motoring out among a fleet of freighters anchored in English Bay. It was a beautiful, blue sky day and a pleasant ride up to Smuggler Cove Marine Park. We don’t usually anchor in Smuggler since it’s such a popular anchorage and generally full of boats. It’s different at this time of year, though, and all three of the coves were empty. We dropped our hook in the innermost bay and launched the kayaks to explore all Smuggler’s nooks and crannies. We paddled over to our usual anchorage in Secret Cove which was also empty except for a mooring buoy with two local boats rafted up. The only wildlife spotted today was a group of Common Mergansers, the males splendid in their fresh spring plumage.
Our adventure started on May 23 when we crossed Georgia Strait from our home port on Gabriola to Vancouver for a family event. We were sailing in 17 knots of breeze about a third of the way across when a lower shroud let go, making us take down the main in a hurry and motor the rest of the way. After three days in the city doing fun things with the family and repairing the shroud—new skookum stainless steel plates to replace the old rusty ones—we’re ready to head north in the morning.