Just us in this little Cove
Then there were three
We end the day with Five
In a one boat cove
We head off early as the surf doesn't look bad outside Fury Cove. Wrong Ohhhhhhhh. We hit the mouth of Rivers Inlet and the boat was immediately swallowed up by huge rollers. The weather on the radio said long and low swells, please define long......the trough in the swell had me terrified, it was white knuckle riding. I made the bad mistake of making my way down to the bathroom and all I saw outside the windows was Green Water. When asked with Mike if we should keep going, he said that it would only be bad for a few more miles and then we would have it on our stern. Not beleiving a word coming out of his mouth I said, no, we are turning in. We looked on the chart and found a little bay just inside of Smith Inlet called Jones Cove. We turned in and found a welcome calm little bay. There was just enough room for us to put the anchor down and sit sideways in this small cove. Mike put the dinghy down and went out fishing while I poured a stiff drink and put the boat back to rights. A few hours later a sailboat trickles in and set anchor behind us. Nice to share the bay. A few more hours after that another sailboat comes in and over dinner, two crab boats drop anchor. A one boat bay that is now holding 5 boats. We can see the surf pounding on the rocks outside the bay so we know why this little quaint cove is full. Not bad in 55 days to have been hit with only one really bad ocean day.
Circulation is back into my knuckles, time to head off and try the crossing again.
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