Monday, June 23 – Gunkholing in Fish Egg Inlet

We don’t like the weather forecast and decide to stay, but Grahame, the diehard sailor, goes looking for wind. Our plan is to meet tomorrow at Ocean Falls.

In the dinghy we go to pick up the prawn trap. With the help of the handheld GPS we finally find it. We’re getting really good at catching starfish! For the rest of the day we poke around the many bays of Fish Egg Inlet, choosing the farthest end for tonight’s anchorage. We catch a few small rockfish for crab bait, but apparently the crabs aren’t hungry.

Our anchorage in Oyster Bay has a small waterfall coming in, and bits of foam float through the bay. We are absolutely alone, miles from any civilization, and except for one commercial prawn boat, have seen no other traffic all day.

The symphony on the radio, the rush of the waterfall, and the cry of a loon provide beautiful music for an enchanted evening