Pendrell Sound was beautiful. We anchored on a steep-to outside the oyster farm area, 95’ with a stern tie and dove in the water as soon as we were secure. The air was 82* and the water varied from 76 – 78*, no other boats nearby. We paddled in the water, made Kacey go swimming, much to his chagrin, and warmed ourselves on nearby smooth sloping rocks. Nat checked under Reflections, cutting off a bit of crab pot line we’d picked up at Indianola on the 4th. After dinner we cruised to a nearby lagoon, listening to the quiet and the sounds of the birds.
The next morning showed some morning high clouds, the first we’d seen in days, so we decided to leave for our planned rendezvous at Cortez Island with George & Patricia Robertson. Pulled our shrimp pots, this time netting only a half dozen. On our way we received a message that they’d headed on south, so we detoured to continue anchoring, this time going to Prideaux Haven. Heard from Gary & Lenore Timm who were rounding Sarah Point, so we anchored and stern tied in our favorite spot, with a view up the channel towards the snow capped peaks. It’s hard to describe how spirit lifting it is to actually have days of sunshine and warmth all in a row. We feel like thirsty travelers getting our first cold drink of water after a long long time. But then we realize that the beauty around us, the waterfalls, the snowy peaks, the cedars and all the rest owe it to the rain.
Gary and Lenore joined us soon after we were settled. It was so good to see them. The sun had come out, so again we swam in the clear waters around the boats and over to the smooth rock islands behind. Sitting waist deep on an island, it was well up to our chests when Gary said, hey, we’d better go…our island is sinking. With the full moon on the 18th there’s about a 14’ tidal change here. We took a cocktail dinghy cruise around the coves, saying hello to a few boaters each of us knew, then shared a dinner on Reflections fly bridge of Greek shrimp with feta.
We slept in on the 18th, heading up Waddington channel in the Timm’s skiff after breakfast. We said hello to several of their Echo Bay Yacht Club friends anchored and prawning in the area. It was our intention to set our traps there as well, near a large oyster farm, but decided it was a bit far with the wind coming up. We set them instead just outside Prideaux, then relaxed for the afternoon.
Just about 4 shrimp, so we threw them back…too much trouble to boil water. Enjoyed a lazy beautiful afternoon and dinner together on Reflections fly bridge. Just before 11:00pm we watched a magnificent full moon rise above the hillside, a tall single pine tree shadowed in front like an Indian painting.
We pulled anchor around 11:00am this morning heading for Bradburn Landing. The weather once again beautiful and seas calm. We cruised north up Lewis Channel around the north end of Cortez and south down Sutil Channel, setting our shrimp pots behind the Breton Islands on our way in.
Arrival at Bradburn Landing is always a joy. After greeting Meg and Bruce, Gary & Lenore, Nat and I took to the beach to dig clams and gather oysters. It didn’t take us more than 30 minutes to get as many as we could eat in the next week or so. That evening we had a beautiful, fun and memorable evening on the deck of the Bradburn’s home eating clam spaghetti, laughing, sharing and dancing to Willy Nelson.
The next morning showed some morning high clouds, the first we’d seen in days, so we decided to leave for our planned rendezvous at Cortez Island with George & Patricia Robertson. Pulled our shrimp pots, this time netting only a half dozen. On our way we received a message that they’d headed on south, so we detoured to continue anchoring, this time going to Prideaux Haven. Heard from Gary & Lenore Timm who were rounding Sarah Point, so we anchored and stern tied in our favorite spot, with a view up the channel towards the snow capped peaks. It’s hard to describe how spirit lifting it is to actually have days of sunshine and warmth all in a row. We feel like thirsty travelers getting our first cold drink of water after a long long time. But then we realize that the beauty around us, the waterfalls, the snowy peaks, the cedars and all the rest owe it to the rain.
Gary and Lenore joined us soon after we were settled. It was so good to see them. The sun had come out, so again we swam in the clear waters around the boats and over to the smooth rock islands behind. Sitting waist deep on an island, it was well up to our chests when Gary said, hey, we’d better go…our island is sinking. With the full moon on the 18th there’s about a 14’ tidal change here. We took a cocktail dinghy cruise around the coves, saying hello to a few boaters each of us knew, then shared a dinner on Reflections fly bridge of Greek shrimp with feta.
We slept in on the 18th, heading up Waddington channel in the Timm’s skiff after breakfast. We said hello to several of their Echo Bay Yacht Club friends anchored and prawning in the area. It was our intention to set our traps there as well, near a large oyster farm, but decided it was a bit far with the wind coming up. We set them instead just outside Prideaux, then relaxed for the afternoon.
Just about 4 shrimp, so we threw them back…too much trouble to boil water. Enjoyed a lazy beautiful afternoon and dinner together on Reflections fly bridge. Just before 11:00pm we watched a magnificent full moon rise above the hillside, a tall single pine tree shadowed in front like an Indian painting.
We pulled anchor around 11:00am this morning heading for Bradburn Landing. The weather once again beautiful and seas calm. We cruised north up Lewis Channel around the north end of Cortez and south down Sutil Channel, setting our shrimp pots behind the Breton Islands on our way in.
Arrival at Bradburn Landing is always a joy. After greeting Meg and Bruce, Gary & Lenore, Nat and I took to the beach to dig clams and gather oysters. It didn’t take us more than 30 minutes to get as many as we could eat in the next week or so. That evening we had a beautiful, fun and memorable evening on the deck of the Bradburn’s home eating clam spaghetti, laughing, sharing and dancing to Willy Nelson.
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