We
left Bottleneck Inlet that morning. The conditions had settled down
significantly from the weekend, but we still had to battle against 15 to 20
knots of wind on the nose and were only making an average of 4.5 knots over
ground: We wanted to get off Finlayson Channel and Jackson Narrows
As
soon as we made the turn into Jackson Passage, the wind died out and it started
to pour (again) reducing our visibility. I can honestly say I’ve had enough of
the season. It’s hard to get my head around how much it’s rained over the last
several days . . . or explain the massive walls of water that pass over the
boat so loudly they can wake you up from a deep sleep. I feel worn down, beaten
and am seriously sick and tired of this – I call uncle! So does David. We just
want it to clear out long enough to get the hell out of here.
But I Digress
We’ve
had some incredible experiences this year, but we’ve had to fight hard for ever
mile we’ve earned (or at least it feels that way right now). When you’re looking
at a 3,000+ mile season, it takes a toll – mentally and physically. If I could
have one wish granted it would to be somewhere sunny and warm, wearing next to
nothing and walking around in bare feet – as nature intended. Not being here wearing
layers with greasy hair and dreaming about my next shower. But it is what it is
and I’d have to settle for the comfort and protection of Oliver Cove Marine Park
Light at the End of the Tunnel
A
beautiful, sunny day can go a long way to help rejuvenate tired sailors. We
left Oliver Cove yesterday, finally making it to Shearwater where the sun showed
its face and we had a very busy day – filling the tanks with fuel, propane and
water; taking hot showers, doing laundry and changing out the raw water pump
(which went from a drip to a gush as we were approaching the dock). We were off
and running again this morning, making way for Fury Cove – our jumping off
point to round Cape Caution – and things are starting to look up: the forecast
is good (for a change), we had a nice sail down Fitz Hugh Sound and, with the
miles we made over the last few days, we’re finally starting to see some light
at the end of the tunnel.
Note: This blog was written on Thursday, 03 September 2015.
2 comments
Taking the good with the bad. That pretty much sums it up, I'd say. It sounds miserable, but I'd probably do it, too. What is wrong with people like us?
ReplyDeleteLol. I often wonder that myself. Even though I clearly remember how wet and miserable the entire season was, I can hardly wait to get back out there again. I should really have my head examined!
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