12 - 21 August 2010
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On our first day out, we traveled leisurely to the Pinkertons (inside the Barkley).
We motored around the islands insearch of the perfect anchorage, however the ones that piqued our interest were taken. We crossed the passage to Nettle Island, which is a "U" shaped island and found a comfy anchorage within the "U" of the island. Dave crabbed, while I gathered oysters from the shore and rowed around the small islets. A couple of curious racoons eyed me from the rock ledge that they were sitting on.
We had the cove to ourselves until nightfall, when another trawler joined us. They left at first light. We left shortly afterwards...Dave was anxious to hit fishing territory and to do more exploring.
From Nettle Island we traveled the Imperial Eagle Channel towards Fleming Island. Fleming Island (and Tzartus Island, which is adjacent) are known for their sea caves. Some of the caves can be accessed by small boat or kayaks, others are higher up on the shore. Some of these caves are burial grounds for the native people who lived on the islands in an earlier age. Stories tell of spelunkers exploring caves and finding the remains of these earlier people. After finding a sevure anchorage at Poetts Nook, we took
the AquaSport through Robbers Passage and explored the sea caves on the southwestern side of Tzartus Island and the western side of Fleming Island. The caves that I had wished to explore by land were difficult to reach by the AquaSort, so I had to accept the view from the water's edge. Dave dropped Matilda and I off at a secluded beach to get some "land time" while he went fishing. We collected shells and looked for moon snails. We had the beach, and perhaps the whole island to ourselves...there was not a single footprint to be found, save our own.
Poetts Nook is a haven for the boaters that travel from around Vancouver Island (and the States). It caters to small fishing boats and RVers that trailer their vehicles from Port Alberni over 50 miles of gravel logging road. It is a destination spot for sports fishermen (and women). We anchored at the head of the bay and called Poetts Nook home for about a week.
Tilly and I made several excursions to shore where we found a plethora of pickleweed growing in the salt marsh. I collected several batches, some to eat fresh and the rest I canned. Dave went fishing on several occasions, bringing home ling cod, bass, spotted shrimp and crab. We have eatten quite well on our little adventure.
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