Friday July 11, 2014

View of Kynoch

Friday July 11.  Chevy’s on shore for walk time and it’s early.   I watch for bears and large pussy cats. The sound of the creek is laughter to our ears and we continue to still pinch ourselves at are good fortune to be in this SHANGRILA and not having to share or be distracted by the interference of others. It is rude not to share these with others, sail la vie, (my spelling) but so be it …..Pen and I were trying to figure out what is so different about this place and it dawned on us there are no float planes droning overhead.  No traffic on VHF (it still on) and only the occasional grumble of the anchor chain and the babbling chortle of the creek. Weird of WHAT? “Mystique” has still not entered; maybe the narrow entrance has warned them off. Maybe we will not have to share the lagoon with others.

We hear by the TV (satellite) that there is a heat wave in Vancouver.  We have the same sun but it is so just right, (not to hot not to cold). Caesar time!!! I think I am an alcoholic but my liver has not told me something I don’t want to know. Lunch time and then drift into nap time with puppy. 

Penny has been reading all this time.  There comes a time when I want to (it’s just me) move, as superlative and beautiful as this location is.  In my case I just have to move! It is called being an ‘itchy ass’. We have had this whole lagoon to ourselves. It cannot be this good for so long. I take the dingy down to the entrance of the lagoon and realize that there are three vessels buzzing around like horseflies at the screen door just waiting to get it in.




Culpepper in all Its Beauty

The screen door opens, the tide has changed and they swarm in. We lift anchor and leave through the same screen door and the current is too strong to let the last sailboat in.  We call on channel 16 for a clear passage out of Culpepper Lagoon till the next time in our lives, God willing.






Cascading Over Rocks & Plants

 

Our next stop is Windy Bay.  Penny and I have anchored and gunked this before.

 





Windy Bay

On the way we hear a May Day relay.  An aircraft down and on fire.  We can’t make out the location as this is big country. The 3000ft mountains interfere with radio transmission and the crash maybe just over it in the next inlet. Prince Rupert Coast Guard issues an end to the May Day several hours later, with explanation that all persons are accounted for. I don’t know what that means and I would like a further explanation but I am just a nosey person.

 

On another a sad note , upon checking up on the reason for Culpepper Lagoon we find there is another bay in Fiordland that has a name dedicated to a fallen soldier. This one for Signalman Gordon Montgomery Desbrisay, from Vancouver who was killed in action Sept 20, 1943 at age 19, while serving aboard HMCS St Croix. The destroyer was escorting a slow–moving convoy in North Atlantic when it was torpedoed and sunk by a U–boat (U-305), with the loss of 65 lives. Tragically, all but one of the survivors from St Croix were killed 2 days later when their rescuer, HMS Itchen was itself torpedoed and sunk. Desbrisay’s name is inscribed on the Halifax Memorial.

On entering Windy Bay we share this huge bay with four other boats two American and two Canadian.  It is windy for a little while and then it quiets down for the night.