Boat living is like being a tiny-house dweller, with most spaces viewable in one sweeping glance of the eye. Where’s Bobby? I check the office, TV room, living/dining room, entry credenza, coffee bar, bar and lanai by taking a few steps up from the berths below.
He may be reading in the “solarium” but that’s more often my hide out.
Our immediate world looks small, with room for just one on galley clean up, but sweeping views keep our focus on wilderness outside. In quiet Gowlland Harbor, the seals played around the boat, taunting Duke with their gleeful splashing and freedom.
Crabbing finally paid off when we caught a legal-sized male. An expensive appetizer when factoring equipment, licensing and time, it was still yummy. Departure from the harbor was stalled to wait for a family of Orcas to cross.
Teaming up on getting Duke ashore allows us to anchor anywhere. Master driver of any boat, Bob gets us close and raises the engine as I hop out and haul the dingy ashore. Duke takes care of business, returns to the boat then I launch us past rocks and muck until Bob can lower and start the engine. It’s a chore and core workout rolled into one.
We’ve returned to Campbell River to have generator mounts replaced. Yes, maintenance is a theme of the trip. Hoping to leave here Saturday, we’ll do a bit more exploring before picking up Dick and Linda to cruise Princess Louisa Inlet to Chatterbox Falls.
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Beautiful views all around! Glad you don’t have to waste too much time cleaning your spacious quarters!! Thanks for letting us share your dream adventures!!
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Love you Mama T.
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Ooooh, I can’t wait to hear how you like (LOVE) Chatterbox Falls! Enjoy!
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Really looking forward to exploring that destination. In the meantime, any recommendations on anchorages/marinas in Jervis Inlet/Pender Harbor? Thanks for any ideas you can pass along, Karen. 🙂
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