Ahead, mid-channel, 2 dark forms. The chart showed no islands. From the squarish bulk, I deduced it was a tug & barge, but which way they were headed was unclear. The visibility was so poor, i had my nav lites on, but he did not. (He did not have a visibility problem; he had radar.)
[All boats big and small (tho not tiny) must have navigation lights: a green to starboard, red to port, a white astern, and, if under power, a white ahead. So at night, even if you cant see the vessel itself at all, the configuration of lights tells you which direction they're headed.]
In any case, i headed for the edge of the channel. (The chart showed plenty depth even at the water edge; as usual the mountainsides plunged steeply down.)
Back in Canada, with its copyrighted charts, the GPS was giving only a very rough idea of what was going on. I ~hugged the mountainside for continuous orientation, used the rough outlines of GPS chart display to then find similar land shapes on the paper chart; and so i made my way, but it wasnt fun.
Got gas at Klemtu. I described the visibility problem i was having to the older 1st Nation attendant, but added: "but you must do it blindfolded". He agreed he knew it all well, he'd been a diver for researchers for many years. Low tide, we both complained about the ramp, this one i wrapped the rail tight with both arms going down, it was so steep, wet. There was abundant tide pool life adjacent to the dock.
Ahead was 1 of the scary sections i'd experienced on the way north, and i definitely didnt want to do it in this weather. So tho it was only ~10am, i picked out a cove close to Klemtu and parked it. It's not the greatest spot, it's a bit overexposed to the south wind, which is forecast to increase thru the afternoon. But there's cell coverage. Indeed it's raining & winding harder, even briefly fierce at times, but my stern anchor system (to any mariner, clearly i dont know what i'm doing) is holding as i bob along in the cabin, dry and almost warm.
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Fabulous marine life...so clear and how convenient to just look over the dock to see it. I feel like i should tell you...don’t rush back, it’s light here by 5:30 a.m. as well, although we do have blinds to shield you from reality. And, with respect to your 2 shapes looming in the mist, you have a booming sort of voice, roll up newspaper into a cone and make like a fog horn...you know, with your third hand after steering and ‘windshield-wiping ’. 😳
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