Boho Bay to April Point (June 9)

Oh what a difference a day makes!  Work up this morning to light winds and calm seas.  Pulled the anchor and made a tour of Skerry Bay before leaving Boho.  Then followed the east shore of Lasqueti Island and over the top where we drove into Scottie Bay before heading out into the Strait of Georgia.  Light winds from the south pushed us north along the west coast of Texada Island.  This is our fourth boat trip that takes us north into the waters beyond the  Strait of Georgia.  Several years ago, we cruised to Alaska on Ursa Major with Captain(s) Josh (& Emily) Haury.  That trip took us through Seymour Narrows and the length of Johnstone Strait.  The last two years, we have taken the “back route” through Dent, Gilliard, Green Point and Whirlpool Rapids.  We decided it was time for us to tackle Seymour Rapids on our own.  With that in mind we headed to Campbell River for the night.

The trip up the Strait of Georgia was completely uneventful and the cat never left the pilothouse.  (I suppose we can use Duffy as our scary meter.)  We pulled into Fisherman’s Wharf in Campbell River at about 3 in the afternoon and spent the next couple of hours shopping for supplies we could not bring across the border (produce, eggs, etc) and forgotten cat supplies. 

At the head of the dock, Crabby Bob’s sells fresh fish and we snagged halibut for dinner.  When added to fresh raspberries and bok choy – we ate well!  But first, we untied from the dock and headed less than 3 miles up river to April Point for an anchorage.  This was easier said than done as we were bucking a current of over 5 knots for some of the distance.  We avoided the rock in the entrance (staying close to the north shore) and found good anchorage near the marina. 

After dinner, I put my kayak in the water and was unhappy to discover that somewhere along the journey I had lost half of the paddle.  I spent an hour paddling the kayak as if it were a canoe visiting the marina and the April Point Fishing Lodge.  By the time I returned to the boat, I was certain that I had to find a new paddle!  This meant returning to Campbell River in the morning.

A quiet night on the hook and slowly we are working out the kinks.  Regardless, we have made good progress on our northbound trek.