When Al picked up the crab trap he was disappointed to find only 2 crabs.  We were hoping for 8.  In talking to Ken, the wharfinger, Al learned that a better place to put the trap is just this side of Coolidge Point.  We’ll have to try that next year.

By the time we got the crabs cooked and got underway for Kakushdish Harbour,  it was 1115 hrs and the wind was freshening.  We should have stayed another night and left early the next morning, but we didn’t.  When we got to Dean Channel the wind was blowing 25 knots and the seas were huge and confused, with whitecaps everywhere.  

Then, the wind piped up to 30 knots, gusting to 40.  Al throttled way back and started making long tacks back and forth to get a better angle to the seas, but still the seas were crashing over the bow.  The windshield wipers were going almost constantly.  But, my worst fear was that we wouldn’t be able to see logs in these seas.  Our speed got down to 4 knots at times.  Finally, we made it into Gunboat Passage, where the wind instantly dropped to 10 knots.  Crazy!  

By the time we got to Kakushdish, we were whipped.  We spent the day licking our wounds and promising ourselves, once again, that we would never leave an anchorage later than 0700 hrs.

Late afternoon, I went for a paddle and found this common loon.

A lesser yellowlegs landed on a nearby rock, and stayed just long enough for this one shot.

I found some beautiful prickly roses growing on a little islet where berries also grow in abundance.