Saturday, June 22, 2024
Dixie Cove on Hohoae Island on Vancouver’s West Coast is what’s called a “bomb-proof” anchorage, one that’s very well-sheltered from all winds. Braesail and her crew arrived at about 12:30 pm in light rain, having slept well in Braesail’s spot on the dock in Walters Cove (the little village of Kyuquot, perched on the shore of the cove, with its nicely-stocked store, charming houses, planter gardens, fishing boats, lovely forest trails, AND the delightful Java the Hutt restaurant, is a wonderful place to visit!), enjoyed Eggs McHans (English muffin breakfast sandwiches), and made a cool, misty, showery two-hour motoring excursion among the rocks, reefs, islets and larger islands that litter this part of the coast.
Once out of the relative shelter of the islands, we were greeted by rising headwinds, choppy seas, and a rather more uncomfortable ride than we’d anticipated, based on rain, wind, and wave forecasts. So we decided to change course and head back among the islands to this marvelously serene cove that Martin described as a hole in the old-growth forest with water at the bottom. A soup-and-sandwich lunch was followed by a peaceful afternoon of working on computer projects, reading, travel planning, photo-shooting, and napping (of course!) as small showers of fine rain and mist and soft breezes caressed the cove. We could hear the shush-sh of a little stream emptying into the water at one side of the cove, and the whirring and chittering of birds, including eagles, from the shores.
Hans prepared supper and I handled galley clean-up (my usual task), and we later enjoyed a good game of “Hearts,” which Martin won. What we do tomorrow will depend on weather, as always, but we’ve had a beautiful, relaxing day here!
[Better pictures–and more of them–will be added to recent posts when I have connectivity and am not using satellite mail for posting, so keep reading AND come back to earlier posts around the 28th.]
Braesail - A grand yacht in the Salish Sea 