Two lazy “lay-days”

As I write this on Sunday evening at the dock in Backeddy (a back eddy is a place where the current flows backward) Resort and Marina near Egmont, BC, steady rain is falling and it is quite wintry outside, but we are snug and warm in Braesail’s “saloon” (“living room space”). Since no one suggested places to which they’d like to see us travel next, we have chosen to explore Sechelt Inlet and its two arms, Narrows Inlet and Salmon Inlet.

We arrived at the Backeddy dock at about 5 pm after motoring over relatively calm seas for three hours from Smuggler Cove, where, after “dropping hook” (setting the anchor) on Friday afternoon, we spent some quiet, comfortable “lay days” (time when a vessel is in port) reading, taking care of email, doing research in order to plan the next week of our journey, and writing blog entries. Skies were thick and gray and tiny breezes ruffled the waters of the cove from time to time, and we felt up to little more than relaxing in this tranquil cove.

Smuggler Cove; notice the texture of the water’s surface.
Smuggler Cove again–a different water surface texture and color, and fascinating tints and patterns in the rock formations

Soon after we untied the stern lines, raised the anchor, left Smuggler Cove, and began motoring,

Leaving Smuggler Cove on Sunday afternoon

a good breeze (10-15 kts.) blowing over the stern moved Braesail forward over “following seas” (waves down which a boat “surfs”), but, as so often happens, the wind soon died away. As we traveled toward Egmont,

we were treated to fine views of shoreline rock formations that resembled giant gray-and-white-and-tan steps down which black smears flowed as if tar had been spilled over them; their tops were often padded with a thick green/gold-and-yellow carpet of moss, and firs, cedars, and madronas wandered along and over them in search of the sea’s edge (see photos above and in the next post). In the distance, mountain peaks pointed snowy fingers sharply toward the pewter skies.

Not long after Braesail was moored, the expected rain arrived, its droplet fingers incising ever widening circles on the water’s slate surface–will it keep company with us for the next ten days as predicted?

Dock at Backeddy Marina just before rain began
The other end of the dock

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