At the crack of dawn the crew was awake. As silent as thieves in the night, the boat was untied and the motors fired up, leaving behind Cortes Bay in the rising sun. The crab trap provided nothing but 2 small souls to throw back to the deep. The prawn trap, however, collected 20 bright eyed contributions to tonight’s dinner. In celebration, two members of the crew were ceremoniously awarded their red toques. A quick stop in Squirrel Cove for ice, veggies, bread, beer and propane and we headed off for the day’s journey through Lewis Channel, Calm Channel, and Cordero Channel. We passed some pretty big fishing and wilderness resorts near Big Bay on Stuart Island. The Rapids of Yuculta and Dent, and the legendary spot known as Devil’s Hole were calm today, but their potential to get gnarly with spring run-off and prevailing winds was appreciated by Captain and crew. After rounding the northern tip of East Thurlow Island, we settled into a small, unnamed Bay tucked into the British Columbia mainland. Anchor down into 10 feet of water so clear you could see the bottom, and so cold it could take your breath away. Captain caught his crew 4 cod in about half an hour from the dinghy, then proceed to scale and fillet them for us too. Thankfully the horseflies, who swarmed us when we arrived, temporarily invaded the ship, then endured quite a battle for territory, finally left us in peace. A calm night in cold waters.
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