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Up the West Coast of Vancouver Island:
Lemmens Inlet to Mosquito Harbour,
Meares
Island,
Clayoquot Sound
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Day 6:
Mosquito
Harbour, Meares Island, Clayoquot Sound |
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It was quite foggy the next morning. The entrance to the anchorage is
almost blocked by a large aquaculture facility. With a reef extending
east from the 39-meter island which forms the anchorage, entering and
leaving is a bit tricky, requiring a bow watch. |
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The tide was falling, and the current was really running at the entrance to
Browning Passage. We followed it east along the south side of Meares
Island and then turned north into Tofiino Inlet to Kennedy Cove, at the
mouth of the Kennedy River. A cannery used to operated here, the ruins
of the boiler visible at low tide. |
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On the east shore, a substantial charted
shipwreck was also revealed by the low water. |
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We took the dinghy down Kennedy River, hoping to
reach Kennedy Lake, one of the largest on the island. But if this were
ever possible, we would need a lot more water. We had a lot of fun
charging around on the rocks though. |
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Leaving Kennedy Cove, we continued north along
the eastern side of Meares Island and stopped in Mosquito Harbour, the
easternmost of the two inlets that indent Meares Island. We were
hoping to find something in or around the Wood Islets at the entrance, but
everything was too exposed. There was nobody in Mosquito Harbour
anyway. That's Rhino Peak in the distance. |
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The tide was very high by then, so we were able
to work our way into across the intertidal mouth of Sutton Mill Creek and
into the creek itself. It was very tranquil, with lush growth on
either side. |
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At the north end of the flats, we found a small
wilderness cabin, complete with a stove.
We charged around in the woods for a bit, looking for a trail that,
according one of our maps, led west to Adventure Cove. We couldn't
find it, but we did find much evidence of bears in
teeth marks in a garbage can and
bark clawed from a tree. |
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It was a warm day and we very hot on returning
to Dirona. I jumped into the 62-degree water to cool off.
It felt really cold at first, almost knocking the wind out of me, but was
quite refreshing after I got used to it. |
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After dinner that night, we took a thermos of coffee over to the Blackberry
Islets in the middle of the harbour to watch the sun set. Magic.
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