Before leaving Port Hardy this morning, we had to wait for the fuel dock to open and then waited for several other boats to fill up, but we were in no hurry with only twenty-five miles to do and no currents to worry about. Leaving later turned out to be just as well anyway because it gave the fog time to lift.
Vi whipped up a pot of oatmeal and we ate it with whole milk greek yogurt and fresh fruit. Yum, just like home.
It was a beautiful run along the north end of Vancouver Island and through the Goletas Channel. We only saw two boats the whole day: a sailing cruiser towing a dinghy, like we were, coming the other way from who knows where; and a trawler with booms extended, presumably with lines in the water, so we gave him plenty of space.
We also saw whales and dolphins feeding along the way. We’ve seen dolphins playing on our bow wave in the past, but these appeared to be too busy feeding themselves to pay us any attention.
Bull Harbor is so named for the bull seals that once occupied the bay. No sign of them remains, but there is an aqua-farm at the mouth and some First Nation structures at the head of the bay. There’s also a sign warning us not to go ashore without prior approval. That’s unfortunate because the book describes a short trail to the other side of the isthmus that would have been fun to explore. And there is no one around to grant us approval to explore. Curiously there aren’t any other boats around either. In fact we have, for this entire trip, been a convoy of one. I expected to beat the crowds, but I didn’t expect to be the only one out here.
Mind you I’m not complaining. Instead of exploring on shore, we had did a floating happy hour and enjoyed our time in the sun.
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