The west side of Campania Looks like Hawaii (without the
palm trees) with many miles of white sandy beaches. But don’t let the beauty
fool you, I was remembering a story from one of our friends from Kitmat that
camped on these beaches and how they heard wolves during the night and in the
morning found out that the wolves had peed all over the corners of their tent
to mark their territory. I am leery of
letting Ruby run but Mike says nonsense!
No drama and Ruby is one tired puppy.
Mike pounds it out fishing for a few hours while we wait for Rick and
Faye to come in. We anchor with Rick and
Faye at the head of McMicking Bay.
Drizzly night and bit of SE wind but a restful night.
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