Caching Out to Gorge Harbour

The destination of day 10 on our cruise was originally unplanned. My human dad is the cruise co-ordinator for this cruise which means he plans where and what the fleet goes and does, to a point. The humans can go wherever and do whatever they like, but generally the close knit fellowship likes to cruise together, and newer members like the safety of cruising with a group. My human had only pre-planned our first week, and then called a meeting of the humans (which is referred to as a “Skipper’s Meeting”) to drink some silly juice (Scotch) and suck on some smelly sticks (cigars) while they discuss where to go next. I got out a map and wanted to make sure they knew I had a few ideas of my own.

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Before we leave, My human mom decided we needed to come up with a squadron geocache in Melanie Cove and hide it. She hid it on the rock cliff behind our boats; pawesome view of our raftup from there. Minstrel is second from the left. She was a bit disappointed that we didn’t have a “first to find” token to put in it, but instead thought after we get home, she’d set out another geocache in Bedwell Bay, our favourite weekend anchorage. In that one, she’ll put a trackable and give it a mission to go to the Melanie Cove cache, and maybe even another squadron cache in Ontario. We’ll see. It may take a few years, or it may never get there. Claws crossed. We’ll be listing them on Geocaching.com soon.

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So the humans choose Gorge Harbour on Cortes Island. We had been there a couple of times before so I approved. But because we didn’t have the week planned, we didn’t make reservations at the marina, like a couple of the other vessels in our fleet did “just in case”, so unless there are any cancellations by the time we get there, we will be anchoring again. Maybe this time we’ll find the geocache that my human mom tried unsuccessfully to find the last time.  Paw paw for now.

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The Dragonfly Slayer

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Now I remember what it was that I liked so much about Melanie Cove. As I mentioned in my last post, there were a few dragonflies buzzing around causing a big distraction for me. They are almost as big as a small bird here! Yes I know they are beneficial insects and feed on those annoying little mosquitoes that bite the humans and leave big itchy red bumps on their skin, but they are just too much fun to try and catch. And I caught one!

 

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It was fun for a little while but then it stopped moving and didn’t want to play anymore. Eventually the humans took it away and I had to go find another one. I tried and I tried. Whenever the humans saw one fly by, there I was right behind it, up and over the decks of Minstrel or the boat rafted next to us,  trying not to let it out of my sight and fall overboard at the same time. I’m not sure, but I think the dragonflies were trying to get me to slip and land in the water. Wasn’t going to happen. Too bad dragonfly catching wasn’t on the Canada 150 Playlist. Neither is shake a paw, high five, and sit. Guess I’m not going to win a purrize.

This evening, the humans went out in Jester the dinghy and joined the other humans to perform what they call “dinghy ballet”. Once they get all side tied to each other, they cruise through the anchorage as one unit. Along the way, the dinghies on each end are responsible for executing a pirouette: a 360 degree turn with one dinghy in reverse and the other in forward. A little accompanying reggae music and refreshments completes the stage for more silly human tricks. I went with them 3 years ago, so I didn’t feel the need to go again. Plus the humans forgot to bring my life jacket.

I’ve had a very active day today and feel the need for a long nap. Let me know what keeps you active. Paw paw for now.

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Kayaking Kitty, Almost

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Helping with the prawns

Today was a good day. First, human dad took Jester our dinghy to pull up his prawn traps he had set out yesterday and we had success. Around 100 was the count, meowee! I helped as much as I could by sorting out the ones the humans would find too small for them…yum.

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Islet with hidden geocache in Laura Cove, Prideaux Haven Marine Park, BC

Then human mom went off kayaking to find a geocache in the next cove over called Laura Cove. The geocache was called “Tarzan Loves Peanut Butter” probably because it was a peanut butter container and you could get a good view of the rope swing from the little islet it was located on.

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Contents of Tarzen Loves Peanut Butter geocache

This one actually had a trackable travel bug in it, with a travel goal which was to get to the Oregon coast in the USA. That’s about a couple of weeks or more of travel days from here for us and since there are so many Americans visiting up here, mom thought if any of them found this cache, they would be better suited to move it on it’s journey. Mom didn’t find anything she thought I would like, but being a good Port Moody Power & Sail Squadron member, contributed one of her pinback buttons with the squadron logo and web site address on it.

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Peaches

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Ben

On her paddles, mom also met some of my boating furiends. Ben the black lab cross, and Peaches. Peaches was a rescue dog and has worked very hard over the past couple of years to improve her behaviour when she’s around other humans and furiends. When I found out they were here, I wanted to go visit them too so I jumped into the nearest kayak. To my disappointment, mom couldn’t find my lifejacket and it was getting too late in the day to go out again.

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Can someone please pass meow the paddle!

Tomorrow we are leaving the raft-up to head over to Squirrel Cove for a couple of days. Dad hasn’t had much luck fishing here yet so we will try over there. It’s about a 2 hour cruise with a stop at Refuge Cove to get a few supplies and fresh water, and fuel for Minstrel and Jester. =^,,^=