We’re up at the crack of dawn, hoping to make Cameron Cove, on Princess Royal Island. If the seas get nasty, like they tend to do in this area, we’ll be lucky to make Chapple Inlet. 

At 0500 hrs, I was rudely awakened with, “Come on, let’s go.  Early bird gets the worm”.  I stumbled up top to make sure the weather was to my liking, and all I saw was fog.  We had about 500 feet of visibility.  “I’m not going anywhere in this stuff”, I said, and crawled back in bed.  “Do you plan to stay here in your kayak?”  I didn’t reply.  

After reconsideration, Al decided we could wait for the fog to lift a bit.  Well, the fog lifted and shifted and socked back in for a couple of hours.  But, when it finally burned off we had perfect travelling conditions all the way to Cameron Cove.

The anchorage at Cameron was completely empty.  Yay.

At sunset, I spotted this common loon wrestling with this fish.  Hard to believe he could swallow one this big.