Loughborough Inlet

On Sunday, August 11, we went through Whirlpool rapids, up Chancellor Channel and then Loughborough Inlet. We were headed for Beaver Cove but we spotted a waterfall right next to a log boom so we braked (I brake for whales and waterfalls), turned hard to port and anchored in front of the falls with a stern tie to shore. We love waterfalls. The log boom was dancing around with the wind and currents and so were we. At one point we had to put out our fenders to keep from rubbing up against it. More than once we had the thought, “if that boom breaks, we’re toast.” But the boom was what made the anchoring possible, protecting us from waves and currents.

Waterfall in Loughborough Inlet.
Log boom next to waterfall.

On Monday we left our waterfall and, bypassing Beaver Cove altogether, we stopped at Sidney Bay. Acting on intel gleaned from a fellow boater, we bought a bunch of prawns there and then we motored further up the inlet to a tiny, unnamed cove adjacent to Heydon Bay. We had fresh prawns for dinner! We stayed there a couple of days while I caught some nice rock cod. It was peaceful getting off the main drag, aka hwy 66. We only saw one other boat the whole time.

Loughborough Inlet from unnamed cove.
Loughborough Inlet, again.

Sunderland Channel and Forward Harbor

August 8, 2019. We left Port Neville and travelled up Sunderland Channel to anchor behind a small islet called Murray Island. There were seals, a loon and an eagle, so it seemed nice and private. It turned out to be not so great as the wind came up and the waves came up and both came whipping around both sides of that little island and we were rockin’ and rollin’ all night long. Or most of the night anyway. So next morning we pulled anchor and went around the corner to Forward Harbor.

We stayed at Forward Harbor for one night on our way north but did not take the time to hike the trail from there to Bessborough Bay. This time we hiked the trail; bears be damned, I gotta move (we didn’t see any). This necessitated staying two days in Forward Harbor because we had to then wait for a favorable tide to transit Whirlpool Rapids just outside Forward Harbor down Wellbore Channel. Forward Harbor is beautiful, but it’s like the Holiday Inn on Route 66. It’s on the main thoroughfare of the northern route to and from the Broughtons. (Johnstone Strait is the freeway.) Forward Harbor is strategically placed between Whirlpool Rapids on one side and where Sunderland Channel meets Johnstone Strait on the other. Both are potentially dangerous and need careful timing for transit. There were about a dozen DIFFERENT boats both nights we were there, so we were glad to leave.

Forward Harbor Holiday Inn (Calliope front and left of center. Four or five more boats came in after this pic was taken.)
At Bessborough Bay
Bessborough Bay looking toward Sunderland Channel.
Entrance to Forward Harbor.

Port Neville, Johnstone Strait

Thursday, August 8. We went from Growler Cove to Port Harvey on Tuesday, then here yesterday. We will be heading up Sunderland Channel today so we’ll probably lose Good Ol’ Roger for awhile.

Port Harvey and Port Neville used to be booming communities where fishermen and loggers partied hearty. Now there isn’t much of anything. Many abandoned buildings and docks in various stages of disrepair. There is still an active logging camp in Port Harvey. Port Harvey is between East and West Cracroft Islands while Port Neville is on the mainland.

Port Neville, looking southwest toward Johnstone Strait from Robbers Nob.

Before the fishermen and loggers arrived, the First Nation people lived here. There is a river at the mouth of this inlet so they had plenty of salmon, and bear of course. Being the mainland, there are both black bear and grizzlies. Grizzlies can swim but apparently don’t, so they are seen mainly on the mainland.

What the Indians left behind, and the main reason we stopped here, are some petroglyphs carved into the stone just below high tide at Robbers Nob.

Petroglyphs. Calliope is boat on left in the distance.

Because they were difficult to see, I “painted” the grooves with water to make them stand out more clearly.

The image is not large, about the same size as my face.

Orca eating seal?

Growler Cove, West Cracroft Island, just off Johnstone Strait

Tuesday, August 6. We sadly left Alert Bay yesterday to start back down Johnstone Strait toward home. We love Alert Bay. The people are so friendly and welcoming. It will be one of our main stops going north and south. 

We had planned a three hour trip to Growler Cove for our first stop. Within the first hour we ran into a pod of orca whales. These are the first orcas we’ve seen since leaving Bellingham! This pod had several babies who were playing: jumping, spyhopping, diving and just swimming in circles around the adults. We stopped the boat and drifted while Alan took a good video of them. Would be better if I could edit but don’t have the tools for that. After they finally swam off, we started up and headed down the strait again right into another pod. We looked down the strait and there were pods everywhere!!! There were plenty of other boats who were also just drifting around. We need a bumper sticker that says, “I brake for whales.” After this group swam off, we put up the sails and followed, running into more groups.

Finally it seemed we had run out of whales and wind, so we pulled in the sails, started the engine and I headed toward Cracroft Point intending to troll for salmon from there to Growler Cove. Just before the point was a huge tide rip coming down from Blackney Pass on the flood tide. Seagulls were everywhere, following whales for leftovers. I saw some whales far off to starboard but none in front of us so I decided to plow on through. We got right in the middle of the tidal stream and were suddenly surrounded by whales. I immediately turned off the engine. Now we are drifting, going around in circles with the whirlpools while orcas are surfacing all around us, trying not to run into us. We couldn’t believe it. The whales were “fishing” the current and there were so many we couldn’t count them. We’ve never seen so many orcas. What a treat.

Orcas in Johnstone Strait

By the time we started the engine again we had drifted to the middle of Johnstone Strait. We never made it to the point to fish. Our three hour trip from Alert Bay to Growler Cove took five hours but we didn’t mind. 

We saw two black bears on the beach here. Or one bear twice. 

Growler Cove looking toward Johnstone Strait

Alert Bay 360 Race

Monday, August 5. We came back to Alert Bay Saturday morning so I could participate in the 360 race around Cormorant Island. It’s about 7 miles. People come from all over to participate in fancy, high-tech kayaks, so I sure wasn’t in it to win it. Good thing because I tied with two other gals for last place. We had fun though. It was a gorgeous day and a good workout.

After the race we went to the ‘Namgis First Nation big house for a feast and dancing. The feast was the best ever. Halibut, salmon cooked about six different ways, clams cooked two different ways, herring roe and multiple side dishes along with bannock bread. That was maybe the best food I’ve ever eaten. Of course, I was really, really hungry. But still. After dinner the ‘Namgis performed many of their traditional dances for us, with masks and costumes and the whole nine yards. It was wonderful. Unfortunately, we took off without the camera so we have no photos of the big house or the dancing. Hopefully we’ll be invited there again some day.

At the start “line”.
Ready, set…not ready?
Almost there.
Dallas, Nancy & Jan crossing the finish line. Looks like I actually came in last!

Pearse Islands

Friday, August 2. We are anchored in a narrow nook between two of the Pearse Islands. They are a group of small islets between Cormorant Island and Hanson Island off of Weynton Passage. Most of this island group is a nature preserve. As soon as we came in here we were surrounded by baby seals. Every time the tide goes out, mamas and babies come up on the rocks to nurse. The rest of the time they ride on mom’s back or jump around on top of each other. It’s seal nursery. What a riot!

Two mother seals and two babies on the rocks. First baby is in front of mother at top, second baby is barely visible behind mother at bottom left.
Baby seal nursing. This was the nursing rock. As soon as one finished, another would take her place and start nursing her baby.

As soon as the tide comes up so I can get through the gap, I plan to take the kayak out for a spin. Need to warm up for the 360 race that I registered for this Sunday. https://alertbay360.com

Pearse Islands anchorage looking southeast, toward Vancouver Island.
Pearse Islands anchorage looking northwest.

Alert Bay, Cormorant Island (again)

Monday, July 29. We have had no cell service for 20 days. Roger just doesn’t go into the Broughtons, only one bar around the edges.

We had the most wonderful day yesterday. We left Carrie Bay, after watching the bear in the morning. We headed out into Queen Charlotte Strait and had about 9 kts on a broad reach. So we put out the sails, turned off the engine and sailed right through a whole pod of humpback whales. They were breaching and diving all around us. It was glorious. We sailed on through Weyton Passage at just the right time and motored on into Alert Bay.

Alert Bay, Port McNeill and Sointula are the main provisioning ports for the Broughtons. Of the three, we really like Alert Bay. But the store here doesn’t have much organic selection, so we took a ferry to Port McNeill this morning and got groceries and flowers.

This Sunday there is a 360 race around the island. Human-powered craft only. I am going to enter in my kayak. It’s about 8 miles around the island. Not too bad except that there are some wicked currents around here. We plan to go visit the Pearse Islands, just east of here, for a few days and then come back for the 360 race on Sunday.

Ravens on boardwalk.
Eagles on beach.

Carrie Bay, Bonwick Island

Saturday, July 27. We left Moore Bay through a very narrow pass between the mainland and Gregory Island into Shawl Bay and then Penphrase Passage. We stopped for lunch at Proctor Bay to visit Billy Proctor’s museum and to hike the trail between Proctor Bay and Echo Bay. Billy Proctor is 84 years old and has lived here all his life and has collected a lot of stuff: old fishing gear, antique bottles, logging equipment and native artifacts.

After chatting with Billy and hiking the trail, we trolled for salmon down Cramer Passage. I’m sure you will be surprised that we didn’t catch any salmon. We did catch a beautiful Kelp Greenling. We also traveled down the passage along with a humpback whale. They come up for breath about 4 or 5 times, then they do a deep dive. Their back curves up above the surface (humpback) and then they dive. If you are lucky, the tail comes out of the water. Then you won’t see them again for about five minutes.

Kelp Greenling, female.
Humpback whale in Cramer Pass.

Finally we pulled up in Carrie Bay, off of Retreat Passage, for the night. Next morning we saw another black bear on the beach, turning over rocks and scrounging for food.

Moore Bay, Mainland

Wednesday, July 24. Furry Eyeful Alert. This is a very beautiful bay with lots of nooks and crannies for boats to anchor without ever seeing each other. There is a rustic campground on the north end where we stopped for lunch on our way up to Wakeman Sound. We decided to stop again on our way back down, this time on the south end. There is a drying rock in the middle of this bay that is always crammed with seals sunning themselves at low tide. From a distance they look like slugs.  Sea slugs.

Sea slugs in Moore Bay

We stayed here for three days. I toured in my kayak on the first day and caught some rock cod. Then it rained like hell for the next two days. I’ve never seen so much rain in one day. Alan says that he has but it was during the monsoons in SE Asia.

Campground at Moore Bay
Dinghy dock at Moore Bay campground.
Stream at Moore Bay campground.
Moore Bay.
Moore Bay.
Moore Bay.