Mike goes fishing (optimum word used here, as it does not involve “catching”)
and the rest of go gunkholing up to Dawson’s Landing. A beautiful sunny day, a bit of a chop on the
outside but where we are going, its all protected inside waters. Not much wildlife, one whale outside our anchorage when I took Ruby for shore duty. Lots of Canada
Geese…..safe haven for them as we don’t think there are any predators unless
you count the eagles going after the very young goslings and from the looks of
it, most of the goslings have grown up into geese and have appeared to have
evaded those breakfast talons.
Dawson’s is the only store for miles around and guess what –
they stock Southern Comfort. We ran into
Glen and Pat off of La Vida (A fellow Gulf Commander) and all he keeps wanting
to know is how is Tony doing….brother Tony must have left quite the
impression! La Vida looks pristine and
we were told to look out for her in the July Pacific Yachting.
The fish are safe for another day and we enjoyed a
beautifully warm, sunny, day on the water….what more could anyone wish for?
Just to prove that even in the middle
of nowhere, there is goodness to be found
First Humpie up close
Little bit of sea foam, guess its been
a bit wavey here.
Geese, Geese everywhere
Rivers Lodge, a lodge we had
not found before
