First I opened one eye, then in disbelief that it was already daylight, I opened the other to verify. Damn! I begrudgingly sat up, then got up and headed for the generator shack. Inspecting my surroundings on the way there and back revealed nothing out of the ordinary. That’s a good sign, right? Upon returning… Continue reading Silverlox and the Big Bad Bear – Part II
Saturday, July 22 With the Fraser River just a memory and the Strait of Georgia in our rearview mirror, we awoke to grey skies and drizzle here in Gowland Harbour. Gowland Harbour is a very quiet and protected little harbour just across Discovery Passage and to the north of Campbell River. Seymour Narrows is six… Continue reading Cruisin’ to Haida Gwaii – Part I
It was an interesting year for The Sailing Infidels. We never sat still for very long in any one place until we arrived here at The Outpost. We left Fort St John at the end of January and stayed at the dock at Bedwell Harbour for February and March. We moved over to our mooring… Continue reading Happy New Year!
Well the following blog entry was actually going to be last weeks entry but got pre-empted by the rant when I choked on an apple. Good thing I had this already prepared anyway, because the reason … Source: A Growing Community
Well folks, it's really been quite a week here on Planet Earth, hasn't it? The surprise victory of "The Donald", (I don't think anybody really expected Donald Trump to win, did they?), the death of Leonard Cohen and then of course, who could forget Rememberance Day? "Lest We Forget" and all. How fitting is it… Continue reading Nature Trails, campaign trails, a dead pop icon and Poppy Day!
Well Hallowe'en was what it was expected to be, very quiet. Not a single trick or treater - Go figure! No tricks, no treats, wth? Well, we had a couple of treats. We decided that some of the brush piles out back should be burned off to clean up a little, so why not have… Continue reading Oíche Samhain
And now, the end is nigh; the end of October that is. With the hour hand moving ever closer to the top of the clock, each tick inches us closer toward the last day of the month and the scariest day of the year… Hallowe’en! Of course we’ve been preparing you know; we have a… Continue reading October 24 – 30
Thursday, September 1 - This morning was spent anticipating the departure of the remaining staff. Jordan, Doug and Tyson were to be taking the last of the fishing boats, a 22 foot Boston Whaler, north up the coastline about 15 nm and spending a couple of days camping on Fredrick Island. They will arrive in… Continue reading A Little Alone Time