On Track

We are sitting at the dock of Blind Channel Resort, getting cleaned up ready for dinner. It's very informal, and not inexpensive. It's Day 5 and we're on schedule. We traveled (I can't say "sailed" because that would not be true) up to Kendrick Island for our first night, then across Georgia Strait to Pender Harbour for our second night, anchored in Gerrans Bay. Apart from a one-hour round trip, having to go out into Malaspina Strait first thing in the morning to pump out the holding tank, it was a good stay. It was a good thing we took the weight out of the bow, it was a bash dead upwind to Grief Point, then it eased for the final 34-hour run up to Lund.
I jest. It just seemed like 34 hours, it always does. We bypassed Lund, and tried on the Copelands. Bumpy and crowded with people who didn't believe in stern-ties.We were tired, but not that tired.
We bypassed the Copeland Islands in favour of Squirrel Cove.

 

Squirrel Cove is one of the best anchorages in the area. It would be a shame to see it turned into a marina and casino. It may happen. 

Fortified, we made our way through the Yaculta Rapids to Big Bay on Stuart Island for last night. Interesting place, a community dock and it's not crowded with indigents and rotting liveaboards.  They must be doing something right.








  Big Bay is right opposite Sonora Resort, and it's a comparison of lifestyles. http://www.sonoraresort.com/ From what I have seen, I prefer mine. Not that I could afford that one. Mine is a little quieter and I don't need a helicopter to get here.

We churned off the dock early this morning to get through Gillard Pass and now we're here in the lap of luxury. Bouncy luxury, comes with the constant wave action from the water in Blind Channel boiling past our tiny divot in West Thurlow Island, so our little sailboat is heaving around. Our neighbours in their 60' poweryachts don't notice so much.

The place has really filled up since I took this, it is now double the amount of huge fiberglass motoryachts. Stunning.




As a post-edit, the food is fabulous.









Our lap of luxury? 35 feet of classic plastic. We have the basics, and a bit more. Hot and cold running water, forced-air heat, no microwave, no TV, no video beyond what we can get on the laptop. Fun times. Tomorrow we have to decide where we're going to escape the gale in Johnstone Strait. It's the first deviation from The Plan, and it's about time we did something not on the books.

More to come.