The sea is like glass as we head out this morning.  It’s a beautiful day,  and all we can see for miles ahead is calm water.  We travelled all the way up Texada Island, all the way to Grief Point, with the wind never getting over 10 knots.  We were loving it.  Just passed Grief the wind picked up a couple of knots, but it was still good traveling all the way to Squirrel Cove, on Cortes Island.

There were only a couple of transient boats in the anchorage.  In a few weeks from now, this place will be packed.  We anchored in our favorite place, behind a little islet.