MacKenzie Sound is sound and so are we

The usual low clouds and fog hung about until early afternoon on Tuesday (September 13), as we read, wrote, and relaxed in huge and placid Turnbull Cove. We needed to do some travel planning for the week ahead, and once that was accomplished, we raised our anchor and motored out of the cove, of which we’d been the only occupants since late morning when Paraiso had left.

Looking out of Turnbull Cove in the morning

We motored past the “Roaringhole Rapids” that were frothing over the rocks along one shore of the cove,

Looking at Mt. Stephens in the distance beyond the Roaringhole Rapids
The rapids can be seen in the center of the photo, with Mt. Stephens gazing over them above a gauzy “feather boa” of clouds.
A closer view of the rapids
The view as we motored out of Turnbull Cove. A clump of yellow wildflowers were blooming on this point of land near some tree branches from which Spanish moss dripped like pale green icicles.

and then spent a beautiful, sunny afternoon motoring all the way to the end of MacKenzie Sound and then back to a small nook behind Turner Island that we had explored briefly in passing earlier in the day.

Soaring granite cliffs and majestic Mt. Stephens watched over us as we traveled,

A great granite cliff with Mt. Stephens at the right
Mt. Stephens keeping guard over MacKenzie Sound
And Mt. Stephens yet again. How many peaks do YOU count?

as we greeted some seals (some swimming and several on some rocks near Turner Island),

Seals, cormorants, and gulls on some rocks near Turner Island

as we viewed the nice-looking resort in Little Nimmo Bay, and as we admired the towering granite bluffs lining the sound.

One of a number of amazing granite cliff faces that line MacKenzie Sound; some of Mt. Stephens’ peaks peek out at the photo’s right.

We anchored in the evening in the little nook behind Turner Island and stern-tied for extra stability. From our reading in a cruising guide, we learned that on one green, grassy shore, sea asparagus grows, and that on one of the several islands in and surrounding the anchorage, a crab-apple tree used to bear some fruit (we saw the little tree but didn’t see any apples). We decided to leave any asparagus and crab-apples for the next guests!

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