A quiet morning all to ourselves in a northern tip of Quatsino Sound. Once we rolled out of bed, the cap’n and I grabbed our raingear, shovels, rakes, and milkcrates and went in search of clams. There were none to be found in the spot we paddled to, and the tide was coming in quickly. Plus there was a bear within sight, not too close, but within sight. Back to the boat for breakfast, and we lifted anchor and headed to Winter Harbour, the first community we’ve seen since we passed Port Hardy. We’re now tied up at the government dock, hooked up to power, the boys are doing some maintenance. Water filter unclogged, we now have functioning onboard showers! We are going to spend the night here, so we can get provisions, have warm on-land showers, charge up the batteries, and do some laundry. There is no cell phone reception (and therefore, for us, no internet connection) here, but the bait ‘n tackle shop has Wi-Fi. Tomorrow we set sail for Brook’s Peninsula, quite a day’s journey into the rolling Pacific. Once we get past that point, it should be smoother sailing until our next anchorage on the other side.
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