Hated to leave this camp. One could get quite comfortable here. We took our time packing up this morning as we wanted to mail charts and books that we were not using and we would have to wait for the post office to open up. It was less than a mile paddle to Shearwater and we pulled into the dock around 9.
An interesting people story was that the Harbor Master, Christopher, was a cousin of Martins that we had met in Lund. Martin had not seen him for 5 plus years but told us to pass on his greetings. As we got into a conversation with Christopher we discovered that every winter he goes to Baja and lives on his sailboat. He often anchors it near where we base out of at the NOLS Mexico branch in Baja. We have probably paddled right next to his boat. This winter we will be sure to say Hi. There was an interesting mural on one of the building that depicted the variety of the population in the area,
Many stories can be told from this mural.
We called to King City, Oregon to talk to Don's 90 year old father. He had fallen and tore the skin on his arms. It did not sound very good. He was weak and could barely talk. We had many conversations with folks learning about their lives as we spent the morning in Shearwater. Enjoyed some ice cream treats at the local coffee shop. In the front of the town was a fairly new carving.. The story behind it was interesting. See photo below and description.
The temperature had dropped, there was mist in the air and the wind had picked up. Not really looking forward to getting back into the boats, but it was not bad enough to stay here. We paddled by a light house. Canada light houses are well maintained. They are easy to see from a distance as they all seem to be white with red roofs. Our dry suits felt good to day.
The spring kings are in and we saw several boats out fishing. One fisherman was excited to show us his catch and held it up high. The weather was unsettled going from fairly calm to wind and waves. There was a crossing to be done, but with the weather conditions we did not think it wise to start across. We started hugging the shore and checking out sites for camping. Most seemed unsuitable for the tides we were getting. Finally with some work at carving out a site we felt confident that we had found home. As the tide went out, the view was pretty good as well.
Nautical miles paddled 15