I woke up just after 3:30am. The bay had changed: very
low tide, the island in front of my camp had become a peninsula. That
long portage to the water line and a delayed departure.
After finishing a
breakfast of cereal and coffee, I had gradually portaged all my stuff
to the waterline, loaded the kayak and had finally departed at
7:00am. When I had left the protection of the bay, I was pleased to see
the wind was still light and the waves small.
Soon, the ocean swells,
unobstructed by any land, had started lifting and lowering my kayak, with
reaching up to two meters in height.
It took me an hour to cross Bolivar Passage.
The wind and the waves had started building up toward the end of my
but by that time I was already under protection of Race
the closest one in Deserters-Walker Group.
back at God's Pocket, I had observed a ferry on its Port Hardy - Prince
Rupert run. It was a journey of around 20 hours, and
passengers would only arrive to Prince Rupert next day.
After getting some rest
I headed through a group of small islands to the potential campsite on Deserters
described in the guidebook. The current was by now ebbing,
in the opposite direction. It was quite strong, especially in narrow
channels between the islands, requiring significant efforts to
pass through. A fish farm dominated the north tip of Wishart
After passing the farm, I had entered a narrow channel between Wishart
Islands, with several islets
guarding the north side of the entrance.
along Deserter Island, I had alarmed a group of birds resting on the
shore. The birds took off and landed at a distance before I could get
the camera out, but one of
them got reasonably close a couple of minutes later, and I had managed
to photograph it: most likely, a Pigeon Guillemot.
When I got close to the
campsite, I, to my surprise, had found that the place was already taken
by a wooden cabin with a
floating dock, and a couple of rusty boats.
One of the kayakers had mentioned me a few days earlier that a cabin on
the islands was available for an overnight stay. However, since I was
sure if this was the right cabin, and in any case was feeling
occupying someone else's place without a permission,
had decided to skip this site. To get to the second potential site,
described in the guidebook, I would have to turn around and cross
Shelter Passage to Walker Group. However, I was not sure that it had
not been occupied as well. At the end, I had decided to try
my luck in this area and moved deeper into the narrow channel hoping
to locate a suitable place for a camp.
Half way through the channel, I
had found a long
tidal bay on Wishart Island side.
checking it out, I had located two
relatively dry areas, above the current high tide. One was on a rocky
likely drier but also exposed to the wind. The second one was on a wet
covered by dense tidal grass, but shielded from the wind. I had settled
on the grassy site. A raccoon trail was passing across it, from the
forest to the bay,
with several scat deposits along the way.
After setting up the camp, I had
gone fishing and soon caught a relatively large rockfish, around 500g.
Fish soup, thickened
with mashed potatoes, made my dinner. My plan for the next day was to
the nearby islands.