Saturday, July 7, 2012
July 3rd & 4th , 2012 – Shawl Bay to Fury Cove
It looks like its going to be a nice day, with some high overcast and a bit of a chop on the ocean. We had listened to the weather report on the VHS radio and it sounds promising with just an .8 of a meter seas from one of the outer weather stations called “Sea Otter” . We hit Wells passage, the pass we leave by, and it’s a bit sloppy but it settles down when we get outside. It all looks very promising until we get to Skull Cove – the tide is running and the seas turn ugly – we steel ourselves for a short bumpy ride, but it was going to be a long “hang on” – things are crashing downstairs and everything on the table is crashing to the floor behind us. I am petrified to open the cupboards later as I am sure everything will be falling out. Apparently the weather had turned and the sloppy seas were not from tide. Without a doubt, this is the worst crossing we have ever had in the years that we have done this crossing – after Cape Caution we turn into Smith Inlet ever so slowly to take the rolling sea on our stern, Gord and Brenda have gone way out to sea to try and avoid the mess. Unbeknownst to us, Gord and Brenda even lost the whaler they were towing as the tow rope had come loose on the boat end – probably from all the ups and downs through the rolling surf! We were never so glad to see Fury Cove, we decide it’s a good place to hole up for a couple of days to get our holiday groove on again!
On the second day at anchor in Fury, we see a familiar boat coming in, Calliope! Not only to celebrate their July 4th, but to show them we are happy to see them again, we invite them to tie up and join us for dinner on the beach that night. It is the obligatory “Fries and Burgers on the beach night.” The weather has turned real summer like and its very warm and still. No wind! After a wonderful night waiting on the beach for the tide to come in (our dinghy was high and dry!) – we had a very restful night in Fury. We fell asleep to the sound of Humpback whales blowing and calling to each other on the other side of the beach.
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