Wednesday, August 5, 2015

God's Pocket - 7 Days plus 1 (Part 3)

Day 3 - Monday July 13, 2015

The easy way to wash breakfast dishes.
We up at around 7:00am and just as we started breakfast it started to pour so we went about the business of storing runoff water for use later. :-) Before retiring for bed last night we had a visit from the leader (Chris) of the Vancouver group located on the point. He wanted to check with us about making a run for Vansittart Island located at the north end of Nigei Island this morning. After confirming tides and the weather forecast with us their group decided that they would be vacating the primary site by noon and since it was raining we decided that we would spend the day relocating camp and just relaxing.

Since we had a couple of hours before moving, Robyn and I decided that maybe we could hike through the forest towards the eagles that we saw the previous day in Christie Passage. Outfitted in our Misty River raingear and rubber/neoprene boots we had a fairly easy trek the first several hundred feet until the undergrowth became too dense to make any headway without bushwacking.

We decided to head back towards camp taking our time to explore the forest while being protected from the rain by the canopy of the trees. Although we could hear the rain, very little made it's way to the forest floor other than the large droplets that fell from the canopy boughs high above us.

Most of the forest is now second or third growth but we did find evidence of some of the old growth trees that once would have covered the island.

Harvested many years ago, a stump of a very large cedar looks out of place.


relatively fresh wolf footprint. 
The island is known to have a small population of coastal wolves which we found evidence of at camp in the form of very old scat. While on our hike we came across fairly fresh wolf tracks in the mud around the headwater of the creek that runs past our camp.

I always wonder when hiking through a known wolf habitat if they are keeping watch on us. Once again it would have been a very special moment if we had come across one of these amazing animals in the forest. No such luck today. ;-(

We did however find possible evidence of a den in the bottom of a hollow stump. Something had definitely cleared all the moss and plant life away and the dirt was dry and semi compact.







Fungus and abalone shell
This forest did have treasures that we found like the fungus in this picture. Glistening from the rain drops that had made it to the ground there was also another treasure close by.

Sitting on top of the same log was an abalone shell that was firmly secured in place by the moss that it was lying on. In fact all throughout the forest we found many abalone shells that were always on a log and never on the ground.














An abalone shell located in the forest.

After seeing all the eagles in the area all I could think of was maybe they harvested the abalone and dropped them from their perches high above and then flew down to the forest floor to finish their catch.










And then we came across this solitary giant in the forest. Why was it still here after all these years? If it only could tell the tale of the history of logging on the island and why it was spared. Although alone, it was great to see it standing as a reminder of the old growth that once covered these islands.

Things grow big out here and some are centuries old.

Arriving back in camp, Chris and his group were just departing for Vansittart Island as the rain was easing up a bit. It was now time to go to work and relocate our camp to the point.

The Vancouver group leaves camp. We would see them again in a few days.

After a little bit of planning at the point campsite we set up tarps where our tents would be relocated to, moved our kitchen gear under those tarps, did a little bit more kitchen tarpology and moved the dry kitchen gear under it.

Our 12' x 15' tarp worked great to cover the kitchen area.


Carabiners come in handy when doing tarpology. Quick and easy to set up. 
Then it was time to move the fully assembled tents across the dry creek bed, through the trees and to our tarps. By the way, we did this with the mats and sleeping bags still inside the tent and any other lightweight items we decided could go along for the ride. Everything worked like a charm and made it's way to the new site nice and dry. Planning is everything!!







Gary and Jane arrive at the new camp with their tent after a challenging traverse through the trees. Thankfully what they thought might have been a retractable tent pole breaking was only the snap of an eyelet letting go from the pole attachment point.

This way, no this way, no this way, no this way ..... :-) LOL

Robyn's ... this one went back.
Robyn (using a hand line) and I decided to do some fishing around the Lucan Islands in the afternoon but we had no luck other than small rock fish that we both released. A small powered aluminum boat arrived  unexpectedly with a couple of fishermen right next to me. They casted their pink buzz bombs and caught a salmon on the first cast and promptly left leaving us feeling quite dejected. :-(  We did however see a humpback whale feeding in the same eddy line as yesterday so that lifted our spirits a bit.














Back at camp Gary and Jane served up smoked salmon and cheese followed by lamb orzo and feta. With all the rain we had the past 24 hours the mosquitos were hungry too and we were the perfect food bank for them. Pass the bug spray please!!!

Dinner, bug spray and relaxation was on the agenda for the evening.

The clouds started to part and we got our first glimpse of the sun since we arrived. It was a welcome sight and the forecast was for a building high which would clear out the clouds but it also meant that we were to expect the winds to pick up later in the week. But for now, we took in our first sunset in God's Pocket ....... spectacular!!!


Stan and Paula reading in a tranquil setting

Sunset in God's Pocket 



Day 4 - Tuesday July 14, 2015 

What was that? In the middle of the night I heard something thrashing around in the water very close to camp as well as a lot of blowing sounds which I thought might have been a sea lion. Trying to make sense of it, I thought it could only be a very, very large group of sea lions but until now we had only seen one occasionally. Oh well, back to sleep.

The glow in the tent could only mean one thing ..... no rain to wake up to and brilliant clear blue skies with not a breath of wind. The plan for the day was to paddle to the Bell Island campsite and circumnavigate Hurst Island. Finally, the perfect touring conditions!

You can see the high water line behind Robyn, Paula and Stan. Almost 15 feet difference between high and lows this week.


Gary and Jane .... loving the great day!

Leaving the shelter bay of our camp we headed out past Jerome Island and the view east towards Bell Island was stunning. We could see the two small islets (Noble Islets) right of center in the picture below, Duncan Island in behind, and beyond that, Miles Cone rising 139 meters above sea level on Doyle Island in the Gordon Group 6 miles in the distance.

We could see for mile and miles and miles.

Photo credit: Planetofbirds.com
Crossing Christie Passage we paddled through a flock (thousands) of rhinoceros auklets which is a close relative of puffins. Its name is derived from a horn-like extension of the beak and the horn is only present in breeding adults. From what Robyn and I could tell this was one big mating party as they all had horns!








Gary watching the rhinoceros auklets as we paddled through them slowly.

Everything grows big out here, even the shellfish. Check out these California Mussels!! They aren't bite size but meal size and no .... Robyn and I have never had one. What were we thinking???? 

We always carry the fixings for oysters but we have never harvested mussels. That has to change next time out!

I have mentioned about the great number of eagles that we have seen since arriving on the north coast of the Vancouver Island. Getting close enough by kayak while taking care not to frighten them and yet being able to capture imagines that do them justice was sure a challenge. The one below is of a juvenile bald eagle taken using our 6 year old Sony Cyber-shot with 8x zoom. It certainly is one of my favourite images from the trip.

A juvenile bald eagle stands guard outside of the God's Pocket Resort

Crossing Christie Passage we decided to check out God's Pocket Resort which is a favourite location for divers visiting the area. I can imagine what the view underwater must be like based on the diversity of the underwater marine life we had seen up to this point.

The very colorful God's Pocket Resort located only about 1 nm from our camp.

Continuing on along the south shoreline of Hurst Island we spotted Bell Island in the distance gradually being cloaked by fog. We were hoping that maybe the warm sun might burn off the fog but just in case Robyn had her GPS recording our track if we needed to retrace our way back to camp.

The fog completely covers the islands east of Bell Island

We entered the protected channel that lead us to the campsite on Bell Island. This site would have been our first camp location in the event that we were unable to make it to Nolan Point due to weather conditions after leaving Port Hardy. The campsite is situated high above on top of a midden with a pretty view of the islands nearby.

Lunch stop on the shell beach below the campsite.

There is room for several tents although it would take a bit of work to haul your gear up to the camp area from the beach. Still, this is a site that I really liked and would stay at in the future. There is also a fish farm a short distance from this site but we couldn't hear any evidence of its operation while we were there.


Can you envision your tent perched at the top of this cliff? What a great viewpoint!


Look who we came across. It's the Pacific Paddling Symposium Travelling Mug


The view of Harlequin Bay from the campsite.
After our lunch stop on Bell Island we headed back to Hurst Island and explored Harlequin Bay, stopping at the campsite on the north side. This site is also located on top of a midden and although not as high as the one on Bell Island it is a fair bit smaller in terms of the number of tents that could be set up.

















This fire ran underground through the root system ... scary!
There are other possible places to pitch tents in the forest just behind the campsite if needed and I found evidence of a fire that might have got out of control in the past couple of years.

This is a perfect example of the need to keep any campfires on the beach and if possible below the high waterline.








We left the protected waters of Harlequin Bay and headed north to complete our circumnavigation of Hurst Island. For the first time on this trip we were able to see beyond the islands of the Walker Group and get a view of the mainland coast of BC.

The clear weather provided great views today and started future trip opportunity thinking :-)

The effects of the water and weather on the north end of the islands presented us with nooks and crannies to explore. Some of the crevices that we could paddle into were almost 100 feet deep and their walls were covered with a curtain of west coast rainforest flora. We kept our eyes open for one of the wolves that Chris and his group spotted here the day before but we couldn't find them. It looks like this might be a bucket list item that we might not be able to cross off on this trip.


Not much swell allowed us to explore the crevices.

Paddling back into Christie Passage we spotted the Scarlett Point lighthouse in the distance as we were gently carried south with the flood currents towards Nolan Point. Robyn and I were busy taking photos straggling behind the others when a humpback whale surfaced just off our starboard side. From the direction it was travelling it must have swam under our fellow paddlers without them knowing!

Stan admires the Scarlett Point lighthouse

Reaching the eastern shoreline of Balaclava Island we were greeted by a large group of eagles closely keeping an eye on us. It was hard to know which way to look as another humpback surfaced close to the group on our port side and then disappeared under the surface. Robyn and I decided that we would come back to this location in the next couple of days to try capture more images of the eagles with the Canon SLR that Gary lent me for the trip.

Another image of a mature bald eagle taken with the Sony Cyber-shot


Rehydrated strawberries are perfect for this!
Arriving back at camp Robyn and I were on chef duty and we served up our version of chicken cacciatore followed by a pretty decent strawberry shortcake for dessert. So easy to make and it was really quiet in camp while everyone savoured this tasty treat.




















After dinner Robyn and I explored a magical place that I discovered while having a salt water spa wash the day before. Not far from camp and on the way to the tip of Nolan Point there is a pretty little bay. On my previous visit here I wandered into the forest behind the logs and found something very special.

Robyn exploring one of the bays close to camp

A fellow paddler (Morley) who we have tripped with before, happens to be an archeologist and he had told me about some of the culturally modified trees that he has come across in his line of work. Entering the forest there were several dozen culturally modified trees all around us and for me it almost was like you could feel the spirits of those who once inhabited these islands. Seeing evidence that first nations peoples not only lived here but relied on the forest to sustain them was very special.


Culturally modified trees. A cut is made at the base and the bark is stripped off.

As the day was coming to an end we spotted another humpback whale from camp and soaked in the scenery before retiring for the night. A pretty spectacular day all around.

The little bonsai like tree just across from camp. At high tide it is completely surrounded by water.



2015 Paddle #26 - Bell to Hurst Island Circumnavigation
Distance: 12.26 nm (22.70 km)
YTD: 219.63 nm (‪406.74 km)

Sunday, August 2, 2015

Double Day - James Island & Butchart Gardens Fireworks by Robyn Byrne

Earlier this year Mark and I committed the August 1st long weekend to helping our friend Gary lead a SISKA paddle to see the Butchart Gardens fireworks so it was a stay-at-home weekend for a change. We decided to kick it off by doing a bit of fishing and crabbing yesterday morning.

Getting ready to launch off Lochside Drive with the Anacortes ferry arriving into Sidney BC

We loaded up the Delta's (as we'd be using them that evening at the fireworks .  .  .  comfort being key) and we headed out to Sidney. Our plan was to put the crab trap down in a bay at James Island where we know there is crab. The tide was pretty low so we had a bit of a trek to the water's edge but the weather was perfect. Sunshine, calm waters, currents all in our favour!

Our first Dungeness catch .... and release :-)
After reaching James Island we paddled along the shoreline until we reached our destination. Mark put down the crab trap while I did a bit of buzz bombing. Before too long I had a flounder on my line!  A wee little one mind you but it was still fun. In the meantime Mark pulled up a beautiful Dungeness crab. Well over legal size and a male too. A keeper!  Unfortunately it was missing a claw and that's the best part of the crab so we took a photo and threw him back.  On the next haul Mark got a really nice Red Rock so we kept him.





Almost big enough for a single meal .... this one went back too.

Lunch stop below the high water line on James Island

By this time we were ready for lunch so we rounded the corner of James Island and headed back down towards the spot where the nice beaches are. Mark put down the crab trap and we found a nice spot to stretch out on the sand, have a bite to eat and enjoy the panoramic view of Sidney, Mt. Baker and the islands.

Now ... don't you fall down! 
Mark also practiced some of his rock balancing techniques while we were there. After lunch we got back in the kayaks, paddled over to the crab trap, pulled it up and .  .  .  nothing. Not a good crabbing spot I guess. We made a mental note.

Back at our put-in spot we pulled the Red Rock crab out of the kayak and he looked so sad. All alone. Not much meat for the two of us, lots of work to cook him. What to do?  We threw him back!




2015 Paddle #29 - James Island Deadliest (or not) Catch
Distance: 5.87 nm (10.87 km)
YTD: 248.06 nm (‪459.40 km)


At home we had time for some dinner before heading to Brentwood Bay to meet up with the SISKA group for the fireworks paddle. We were the first to arrive so we unloaded and carried our kayaks and gear down to the almost non-existent beach (the tide was up). As there were 16 kayakers on this paddle I tied our two boats onto a tree limb to make more room on the non-existent  beach. LOL Before long everyone arrived for our 7:45pm beach talk and we affixed a glow stick to the back of everyone's kayak for use when the sun set.

A gaggle of SISKA paddlers head out towards the fireworks show

We had 2 never-kayaked-before paddlers with the group so Mark put his Level 1 Instructor knowledge to good use and got the paddles turned the right way around and up before we all headed out of the marina. Mark took the lead and I was the sweep. We toured through the harbour and into the Butchart Gardens dinghy dock bay, then down to the end of the inlet for a group photo. We weaved our way through the dozens of anchored motor boats and yachts that had secured their spots for the night.

A group selfie of 15 plus me equals 16 accounted for and safe.

Time to find a place to view the show amongst all the powered pleasure craft.

Great fireworks selfie
Out group found the little strip of beach available for fireworks viewing. Although others were already there we managed to find room for the 16 of us and we munched on some snacks while we waited for the 9:45pm show. Right on time the fireworks started and it was a great performance as usual.









Lots of big booms and massive star bursts as ususal. Never a disappointment. 

Following the fireworks we all got into our kayaks, turned on our headlamps, navigation lights, whatever we had, and grouped up. It was really dark now!  Tough to see all 16 of us plus there were other kayakers around that made it confusing. Once we determined we were all there Mark lead us all over to the far side of the inlet (where the power boats couldn't go) and we slowly made our way back to our launch site.  We carefully dodged buoys, docks, anchor lines and dinghies motoring by.

Suddenly, closely behind us where we'd just been, there was a huge collision! A power boat had hit something!  It was too dark for us to see but it sounded like he hit either a dock or another boat. There was much commotion, yelling and lights. Although we were very concerned this was not a place for kayakers to be in the dark so we carried on and left the on site SAR and police boats to sort it out. When we reached our put- in spot there were ambulances arriving at the docks. Turns out two power boats collided and 7 people were taken to hospital. Be careful out there people!

Our little group had a great time and the newbies were very pleased.  The fireworks are a must see by kayak. We look forward to this paddle every year.


2015 Paddle #30 - SISKA Butchart Gardens Fireworks Paddles
Distance: 3.56 nm (6.59 km)
YTD: 251.62 nm (466.00 km)

Friday, July 31, 2015

God's Pocket - 7 Days plus 1 (Part 2)

Day 2 - July 12, 2015

Uuuugh! The 5:00am headache woke me up with a bit of a jolt..... just great! I should have known better to read on my iPad late into the night when I was tired after a long day on the water / establishing camp. Thrashing around in my sleeping bag for the next hour I finally convinced myself to get up and try coax the throbbing above my eyes to subside. By the sound of the water dripping on the tent it sounded like it was going to be a wet start to the day as well ..... just great!

Robyn and I pulled on our rain gear and neoprene boots (must have) and headed to the kitchen to fire up the Jetboil to make coffee. The plan for the day was to head out on a circumnavigation of Balaclava Island later this morning but after trying to force down coffee and granola for breakfast followed by a couple of Tylenol chasers it was time for me to head back into the tent for a couple of hours of sleep.

Wake up #2 was much better although I still had the residual pounding that just didn't want to go away. Maybe just getting onto the water would help so our group geared up and headed out north into Browning Passage. The forecast was for rain developing later in the day but that wasn't going to bother us one bit as the temperature was still fairly warm.

Gearing up ready to explore Balaclava Island

Heading north into Browning Passage as the flood was just beginning. 

Passing Lucan Island I heard the blow and then spotted the dorsal fin of a humpback whale no more than 100 feet from me. I managed to get my camera out in time to capture it's last few breathes before it vanished beneath the surface. About five minutes later it surfaced again several hundred feet north of us and I realized that it was feeding in the eddy line next to the current running south. This humpback made its way to the islets across from the old log boom area and then headed back towards Lucan Island staying in the eddy line all the time.

So close ..... close enough for me. My first encounter with a humpback whale. 

Darkness envelops me as I explore the cave
After our encounter with the humpback we followed the shoreline exploring some of the sea caves that could be seen at low tide. A few of them were big enough for a kayak to back into, briefly disappearing from those who waited outside.





Robyn still has plenty of water behind her in the darkness















Many of the sea caves were only several feet deep but the contrast between the rock, under water life and the flora was stunning. The thing that was really evident was how natural these features are being virtually untouched by mankind.

Absolutely beautiful colors

We arrived at the old log boom site which is now being used as a campground by kayakers visiting the area. The gently sloped beach consisted of small smooth pebbles and we needed to make sure that our kayaks were firmly secured before exploring the area. With the rising tide the kayaks easily slid back into the water with the assistance of the currents if we weren't paying close attention to them.

Arriving at the old log boom site.

Actually a very nice beach to land on. We must visit this site again on a future trip.

The nice thing about this site is that it can accommodate a large group of kayakers with places to set up your tent in the meadow, under the boughs of the giant cedars or if you prefer above the high water line. There was also an established small kitchen area and firepit with a supply of firewood that had been left by previous visitors.

Makeshift kitchen and firepit area

Surveying the meadow
The huge meadow is slowly being reclaimed by nature and is now home to many wild flowers including hundreds of foxgloves (digitalis purpurea) . Stan mentioned that when you see the fox glove in full bloom it usually indicates that summer is coming to an end. Ha!!

I also spotted evidence of deer in the area which surprised me since the island is known to be home to a number of wolves.






Purple foxglove
The contrast of the foxglove's purple color against the green spectrum of the surrounding forest was very vivid. The foxgloves are biennial plant and folklore has it to be a favourite lurking-place of fairies. We didn't see any fairies in this magical place although I'm sure there were creatures in the forest whom might have been watching us. :-)













After our rest stop we continued on towards Raglan Point at the north end of Balaclava Island. From our vantage point we could see across Gordon Channel and the islands of the Walker Group 3.5 nm in the distance. Rounding the point we paddled through huge kelp beds and we all kept our eyes open for our first sea otter sighting. Unfortunately the only aquatic creator we saw were a few curious seals.

Exposed to the storms that shape the seascape, the north end of the island is very rugged with limited landing opportunities. However, as I paddled along I kept my eye open for open camping areas (which I didn't see) but saw many places that in a pinch one could haul out and establish a hammock camp above the high water line. Robyn and I should try that one day!

The contrasting yellow of Robyn and Jane's Delta Kayaks against the darkening skies and forest.

Exploring the rugged north coast of Balaclava Island

After exploring the nooks and crannies we arrived at the Scarlett Point Lighthouse. The lighthouse was first established in 1908 and the history of this station is a good read at Lighthouse Friends. Robyn and I have had the pleasure to visit a number of lighthouses this year and were excited at the opportunity of setting foot on this one. Unfortunately there really isn't any easy landing areas around the lighthouse other than the sky bucket system that they use to access coast guard vessels when they arrive.

Scarlett Point Lighthouse

Our group was about ready for lunch so we headed south into Christie Passage and found a small bay with an abandoned shack sitting deep in the woods. Respectfully we stayed close to the high water line and settled down to enjoy a few snacks and then it started to rain .... really rain! At this point I really should have taken some pictures of the area but I was too traumatised by finding a raw egg (the hard way) in our hard boiled eggs container. LOL

Letting the flood currents carry us back towards our camp we saw a very large gathering of eagles closer to Nolan Point. Every tree that you looked at seemed to have a mature or immature eagle sitting in it. It was quite something to see and over the next few days we would get to see this large group of eagles in a few locations around the island.

Just a couple of the many eagles we found on the trip.
   
Arriving back at camp I was feeling pretty ugh again so I headed straight to the tent for an afternoon nap ... I mean sleep. :-) While I was ZZZzzzz, Robyn spotted another humpback close to camp and she saw its flukes rise high out of the water before it dove into the depths. Sweet!!!

Stan and Paula were the chefs for the night and they served up a great appetizer of cream cheese stuffed pear fruit leather. The main course was a couscous curry which we enjoyed huddled under the tarps while we captured the rain runoff for use later washing the dishes.

The rain finally subsided enough that we were able to spend the evening on the beach reading or just simply enjoying the beautiful scenery that came into view every once and a while. I soothed my head and thoughts by doing what else ..... creating art. :-)  

Paula enjoys her book as the rain clouds slowly start to drift away.


Our first full day complete, it's time to unwind on our beach after dinner.


This one served another purpose other than showing how magical the area is. 


No glue, just letting go when it feels right.


The tide has risen and my mosaic still stands even with the ever increasing water. Don't ask how it does it ... enjoy!




2015 Paddle #25 - Balaclava Island Circumnavigation
Distance: 8.00 nm (14.81 km)
YTD: 207.37 nm (‪384.04 km)