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Grace Harbour is a beautiful anchorage, and offers shelter and protection from the wind and waves. The water temperature was a borderline 68 degrees F, but closer to the shore, the sun-baked rocks acted like a heater and made swimming and floating around them very enjoyable for the humans.
While human dad tried his luck fishing again, human mom went and found the geocache which was just a short paddle by kayak across the bay. The location was close to the park information board and entrance to the trail that leads to a waterfall and lake. The humans had been here 3 summers ago and had a very refreshing shower in the falls.
When human dad returned from fishing, he had a very disappointing fish tale to tell about the big one that got away. A 25lb Spring Salmon that, just before human dad could get the net under, spat out the hook out at him, and swam away. If he had just let me go with him like I tried to do, I could have helped and maybe we’d be telling a very different tale today.
The other humans decided to dine at a popular restaurant called the Laughing Oyster, about a 20 minute dinghy ride south in the Malaspina Inlet. Oysters are very abundant in these waters but my humans don’t care for them so I have no idea if they are good or not.
As predicted, the weather was a bit overcast and drizzly. Human dad got his fill of fishing, human mom got to take me to the island, and since there are no geocaches in this anchorage we were done here and headed back to Prideaux Haven to see what the fleet has been up to.
Mom had some issues trying to get her photos off the iPhone onto her laptop because all of a sudden the laptop wouldn’t list her iPhone as a device. She had been using iTunes to copy her music and thinks she set something that required all transfers including photos to use it, but since she couldn’t seem to get iTunes to copy her photos to her laptop, she ended up removing it from her laptop and then her phone was accessible again using the USB cable. I’m glad she figured it out because I was feeling a little lazy this morning.
Back at the raft-up in Prideaux Haven that afternoon, one of the other humans had caught a Red Snapper. Boy is it ever strange looking and what the heck is that sticking out of his mouth…it’s tongue? No apparently that’s it’s stomach which happens when they rise to the surface of the water too fast from deep water, and the gases that are in the fishes blood, tissues or in their swim bladder expand faster than they can naturally be released and therefore forces the internal organs out of their bodies. Creepy. I shore hope it tastes better than it looks but I may never know because it’s not our fish even though human dad gets to fillet it. I’m not big on eating raw fish as much anymore and prefer it cooked, but I still enjoy watching him play with the fish.
They say the early bird catches the worm, well the early fisherman catches the fish, and my human dad caught three today! Pink salmon that is and I couldn’t be more tickled. Coming over to Squirrel Cove shore paid off. After he cleaned and cut them into freezer size portions for us to enjoy later this year, he saved a big piece for tonight’s dinner. I told him not to put his fishing gear away because I wasn’t sure we had enough and he’d need to go fishing again, and he quite agreed with me.
Our next adventure was the little island that human mom wanted to take me back to that I had been on 2 years ago as a kitten. A small, no tree mound of rock and moss that every boater with a dog takes their dog too. It didn’t really bother me as a kitten, so why would the humans think it would bother me now. We got into Jester and left Minstrel, which was a little unnerving to say the least, and then circled the island to find the best spot to disembark. As soon as the bow touched, they lifted me up and over onto the island. Before I could determine if I really wanted to be there or not, human mom sent dad back to Minstrel to get her special boat shoes which she forgot to bring, so there was no getting off the island any time soon.
I set about to explore, and climbed to the top of the island. I could see Minstrel anchored a short distance away. I think it would be safe to say that not many other, if any, kitties have been on this island before. Therefore, if you recall my prior post that involved a fire hydrant, it seemed just and sporting that I left my mark, on doggy-doo island as I’m now calling it, before I left it.
Tomorrow we are heading back to Prideaux Haven to join up with the squadron for the weekend. Unfortunately the clouds are pressing in again and the forecast is not looking good…more rain is a coming.
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