Summer's the time of year to go "up the lake," Powell Lake that is. It's about 51 km long with three major arms radiating from centrally located Goat Island. That gives you about 480 km of picturesque shoreline to explore. An interesting fact about Powell Lake is that it was carved by an ice-age glacier, leaving it up to 1,100 feet deep in some places. Ancient trapped sea water can even be found at the bottom.
Wednesday, June 27, 2007
Sunday, June 17, 2007
Thursday, June 14, 2007
This week we hoped for some good weather to take an overnighter on the chuck. On Tuesday, we started to follow our friend Ken in his new 28' EagleCraft down to Gibsons (also see Christening Mr. Buttercup). We were doing fine in his wake until we rounded Grief Point. The wind driven swells were not a problem for him, but our 24' Bayliner was really pounding. It was safe, but really slow going, so we opted to turn around and go back up the lake to our float cabin.
Today's better, so we are heading north to locate the Gibsons Yacht Club in Desolation Sound. They should be in Grace Harbour off Okeover Inlet. If not, we plan to head over to a favorite anchorage of ours in Theodosia Inlet. Either way it should be fun to be out on the water again, AND before the summer crowds.
Tuesday, June 12, 2007
Our cat Stick Tail has become quite the international traveler. After having lived the majority of his life (12 years) with us in our home in Pomona, California, he moved north in February to stay with Mom in Bellingham. To get there, he flew with us in the cabin on Alaska Airlines. This month, he took the international leg of his travels. He continued north, this time by car and ferry with mom to Powell River for a two week visit. Traveling in his case isn't popular (you can hear his protests from quite a distance), but he relaxes on the back seat of the car, sleeping most of the way.
Monday, June 11, 2007
Our friends Ken and Sam (Samantha) from Gibsons have ever so patiently waited to get their new boat. In my March 23 post, you saw it in the Campbell River shop. This weekend, they took possession of Mr. Buttercup, a 28' EagleCraft that was custom built for them at Daigle Welding and Marine, Ltd. The classic workboat design has a rugged aluminum hull. The bright yellow cabin gives it a sunny disposition, and inspired its name. Ken and Sam chose to have twin 150 hp Yamaha outboards to power their craft. With those, they can get 37 knots. Mr. Buttercup will get them there both in style and fast.
Sunday, June 10, 2007
It's spring in Coastal BC and our flying friends are busy nesting. You've already heard about my woodpecker ( Rat-a-Tat-Tat & I Hear You Knocking But You Can't Come In) and bat (Bats in My Belfry) experiences. We've also had lots of swallow activity.
Saturday, June 09, 2007
Today, we are at our condo. We have an excellent view of the Westview (Powell River) Marina and across the Strait of Georgia to Vancouver Island. But today, we cannot see the island. The distant view is obscured by nearly continuous rain and the water between us and nearby Texada and Harwood islands is whipped into deep swells with whitecaps.
At first, I thought the four boats were forerunners of the summer cruisers, trying to reach either Lund or Desolation Sound. I was sure glad I wasn’t out there and even worried a bit about their passage. I watched from our balcony as they moved slowly north in procession. I was somewhat perplexed about why they seemed to be heading towards the Hulks (cement ship breakwater) at the mill rather than northward towards Sliammon.
The next time I saw them, they were all going south again. I thought reason had prevailed and they were heading for shelter in the South Harbour. Jim, the wharfinger, can always find room if the weather is bad. But no, they kept on going. Then again, they all turned northward. This time, when they did not turn into the South Harbour, I used my binoculars to look at the closest boat. At the stern, I could make out someone in rain gear. The next thing I saw gave me the answer to their strange maneuvers. There was a rod in his hand and it was heavily bent. Here I had been worried about four boats that were in fact taking advantage of salmon running just off shore. You know salmon fishing is either very good or the fishermen are very determined if you see them out on the chuck in such rainy, windy weather.
If you are ever in need of moorage or help while cruising near Powell River, check with Jim at the Westview Marina. To honor his commitment to the mariners of Powell River, and those passing through, the newest book in the Coastal BC Stories series, Up the Strait, was dedicated in his honor. Job well done, Jim!!
Friday, June 08, 2007
On Friday, June 8, Up the Strait by Wayne J. Lutz was officially and appropriately launched at Marine Traders at the corner of Marine Avenue and Wharf Street in Powell River, BC. Wayne and I parked Mr. Float Cabin in front of the store for a personal meet and greet and book signing with the author.
Up the Strait takes the reader on a cruise up the Strait of Georgia from Jervis Inlet to Desolation Sound with side trips to Campbell River and nature rich Mitlenatch Island. No Coastal BC Stories book would be complete without at least one story about Powell Lake. In Up the Strait you will discover the prehistoric secret trapped at the bottom of the lake. If you've read any of the previous books, you already know John. He and his friend Doug will take you on a boating and biking adventure beyond the head of Jervis Inlet to find giant first growth trees, grizzly bears and magical lakes.
Up the Strait is available in Powell River at Coles Books in Towne Centre Mall and Breakwater Books on Marine Avenue. It can also be ordered in print and Kindle formats from Amazon and many other online booksellers. For more information, we invite you to visit us at PowellRiverBooks.com. -- Margy
Saturday, June 02, 2007
You read about Stick Tail's Alaska Airlines flight from Pomona to Bellingham in "Flying with My Cat." Since then, Mom has been spoiling him rotten. Today, Stick Tail took another big trip. Mom is visiting with us in Powell River, so he needed to come along for the ride. Stick hardly ever goes in the car, except to the vet. I'm sure he associates car rides with painful experiences. Fortunately, he's not a dog. He has had to learn quite a few new tricks in his old age.
Have you ever traveled with your cat? Do you have any stories -- good, bad or funny? Let us hear from you. -- Margy and world traveling Stick Tail