FOUGNER BAY was named Iver Fougner who came from
Norway and settled in Bella Coola in 1894. He was a smart lad and he became the
first school teacher there. His writings are an important source of information
about the colony. In 1901 he became the first person to receive a teacher’s
certificate at the Vancouver Normal School. In 1909 he was named Indian Agent
for the Bella Coola region and a mountain nearby was named for him and possibly
the low hanging white clouds at sea level in this region.
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Chevy Likes Her Ride More |
The thing about this area is it’s not all about big boats from
points south of the border. Bella Coola is but a 3hr tour in a fast boat to
where we are moored in the Burke Channel and it empties out into some of the
most existing and wild fishing country on this planet. We sit in this bay and
there are 4 smaller boats here. The
largest is 25 ft. older Bayliner down to 23ft boat. They have trailered from
all points in the B.C. Interior. They are captained by younger folks about in
there sixties. The 23 ft. Bayliner has come from Christina Lake. Two of the boats have dogs aboard and the
puppies are taken ashore in small kayaks to do there shore duty by the
admirals. Chevy immediately noticed that she goes in a varnished yacht tender.
She is forbidden is to flaunt this or we will be launching the smallest kayak
we have on board to paddle ashore by herself. So watch it little girl!
These are a more mature group of yachts people but it is my duty to
advise them all that If the partying and carousing continue to first light I
will notify the nearest RCMP detachment
and will come down on them with full force of the law……… This sobered
them up immediately and all said they would respect my wishes and scurried off
to bed without further ado (this was about 6.30 pm.)
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Lots of Birds Watching Us |
The 25 ft. Bayliner “Autumn Gypsy” comes as a
complete uninhibited fishing machine. I am sure that this is all about sustained salmon catch as I view more
Salmon cleaned ready for the smoker or other than I have landed in 3 seasons of
fishing (I usually catch 1 per year). They are all filleted and hung up for
further food processing. On the swim grid are jerry cans of gas (about 5) so he
does not have to hurry back for gas if the bite is on. I do not understand the primeval urge to
gather all this food and I admit that I would be the first to perish if the
world ran short on food (I would be likely to eat grass and turn into a cow and
the butcher would be happy).. Large prawn buoys mounted and ready to go and
about a thousand lures hung up on a special rack to make sure of their
immediate on hand to be attached to the line to attract another fish. It turns
out that he is a retired butcher out of Willies puddle, (I get it now). I
immediately wanted to trade are best cut of meat for his worst cut on his boat.
I don’t really feel bad as we get to watch on the Telly a really good National
Geographic’s special and Penny and I nosh away on a not so bad piece of meat in
the comfort of lure and fish smell free environment, to each his own). I did
get admonished today about leaving some spots of fish blood on the varnish of the little boat and I will endeavor to clean up my mistakes in the future.
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Many Boats in Fougner |
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