We wake up to rain and low cloud. We have spent one other
night in Fly Basin, way back when we had the 34’ tollycraft “Big Easy”, at that
time, when we got up in the morning, the whole front deck of our boat was
covered in flies. This place lived up to
it’s name, or perhaps it was aptly named for the flies that are attracted to
the white boats.
There is one other small 32’ sailboat in the bay but we
don’t see or hear anyone. The rain is starting again and there is a fresh
breeze in the bay. Uneventful night in
Fly Basin.
Anchors up, and off to another bay in Smith Inlet. This time to Finis Nook. There is a sunken boat in one corner of the
bay and at the back of the bay there is a fisherman’s float, piled high with
prawn traps and other assorted paraphernalia.
Lots of herring in the bay and three seals. A wet day and night, but no wind. Certainly is a good hurricane hole for any
winds that might howl up. Can it rain any harder?
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