Last night we anchored off Roffey Island. It was difficult to find a spot that would hold an anchor, but it was worth the trouble. Other more popular anchorages in the area looked like parking lots, and we had ours all to ourselves. In the morning Pat went fishing for the ling cod he lost in 2009. He managed to hook it and promptly lost it again. Apparently it had grown quite a bit, and was just as smart. My luck was better. I gathered about a dozen fat and delicious oysters that we shared at dinner time.
After our fishing, we motored up Homfray channel and watched the beautiful scenery unfold in front of us. The mountains, hanging valleys, cliffs, and trees pressing right up to the water continued as we turned up Toba inlet, where the water turned jade green from the glacial till. When we reached Brem Bay, the wind was strong from the south and anchoring was poor, so we turned around and we ended up here at Walsh Cove. Everyone was hot and the water was cool and refreshing.
After our fishing, we motored up Homfray channel and watched the beautiful scenery unfold in front of us. The mountains, hanging valleys, cliffs, and trees pressing right up to the water continued as we turned up Toba inlet, where the water turned jade green from the glacial till. When we reached Brem Bay, the wind was strong from the south and anchoring was poor, so we turned around and we ended up here at Walsh Cove. Everyone was hot and the water was cool and refreshing.
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