When I woke in the five o’clock hour, my head stayed on the pillow but my mind was on deck — already out on the…
Not enough time in Quatsino Sound
Steep cliffs rose high above us and green trees bent over the water. Birds chirped, the faint sound of rushing water echoed and a steady…
Round the outside: Port Hardy to Sea Otter Cove
We could see the huge waves rolling over the Nahwitti Bar from a few miles out. And the closer we got, the more we rose…
The education of cruising through history and nature
After dropping the anchor in a small cove on the western end of Village Island, I looked around, surveying the foreshore and the skeletal remains…
Sailing, hiking, swimming and paddling in a gem of the Broughtons, Greenway Sound
Ghosting over the top of North Broughton Island on a gentle following zephyr and flood tide, I watched as our boatspeed leisurely climbed above 2…
Kwatsi Bay: Playing in nature’s perfect playground
Plunging from the sky to the sea, the Coast Mountains of British Columbia enveloped us as we sailed up Tribune Channel on a gentle westerly towards…
Exploring the magically serene Octopus Islands
Raising the oars from the water, I let the dinghy ghost ahead over a flat pane of clear, greenish-hued water. A bald eagle wheeled above…
Solitude found in Desolation Sound
Porter and I landed the kayak on a rocky beach, climbed out and pulled it up away from the incoming tide. As I tossed his…
Happy to be back in the water and heading down river
When we arrived at Danish Marine at noon on Thursday, Yahtzee was hanging from the travel lift slings waiting to be dropped in the water. Her…
A tale of two Portland weekends
Our education on cruising the rivers is constantly evolving, and what accelerates that knowledge growth is only one thing — being out here plying their waterways. So when…