While in Port Hardy at the craft fair, we saw a woman who collected Snail Shells and made a
do-dads out of them. So we thought we should go find some and make our own do-dads. We found out that the snails like sand and we knew of Storeys Beach in Port Hardy.
So we set off early to catch low tide.
There were many, many shells. Actually, there was an abundance of the shells below. Not the ones we wanted though.
We had a great walk as this beach is very long. I did find a moon sail shell as you saw in the photo above. It was a small one but we got ONE! Click the link to very interesting facts about Moon Snails.
We had a picnic in the park, purchased groceries and went home happy.
Life is good. God’s grace comforts us with peace and His Holy Spirit.
When we went on our half day kayaking jaunt, we went into a cove called Bausa (bouza) Cove. We discovered that access to this cove, other than boat, was through the Forest Campground down the road from us.
This weekend is a holiday for the Canadians. So Telegraph Cove is full of people. Our RV park is full of RVs. Dale and I decided to get out of Dodge for a while and we hiked to the Forest Campground and out to Bausa Cove. Here are some photos of that hike.
Great driftwood here. We did pick up a rock from Bausa Cove and a cool looking piece of wood.
Life is good. God is protection. A black bear came busting out of the bushes and crossed the road right in front of us on the way home. All I saw was a BIG butt.
Our bosses, Lynn and Chuck, asked us to go boating with them on Thursday. When I found out there was going to be fishing, I got a fishing license online for the day for $10.
We board the Sea Harmony about 10 a.m. and headed out into the Johnstone Strait. It was a pleasure to be out on the water. With much anticipation about catching a salmon and see whales, I don’t know which one was the one I was most looking forward to.
First thing sightseeing as we headed out into the strait was an eagle nest.
We motored out to Black Fish and Chuck taught me what to do to catch a fish. We picked a flasher, a hoochie and put it about 77 feet down.
Gotta keep that tip tight and bent! I got a hit right off and landed a pink salmon. Sadly, it was let go because it was too small. However, we found out later it wasn’t too small. (sob, sob) Chuck brought in a good-sized salmon next. In all, I lost 3 fish (no barbs in the hook) caught another pink and a bass. Chuck caught a Spring.
We trolled around Flower Island waiting for those pesky fish to find our spoon lures. While doing that we got a great show from the humpback whales way out. We could see them blow and move in and out of the water. I got these photo’s with a long lens.
We also got a good view of our national bird.
Also saw a couple of Stellar Seals. They were huge.
Many of the “island” out here are inhabited. Either with locals or week-long kayakers.
Rip tides are common here and dangerous.
An Orca Lab studies the pods of Killer whales that come “home” each year. Pods are numbered.
Going back to Telegraph Cove.
Remember to click the photos to enlarge.
Happy. Satisfied. Blessed. And with fish.
Dale’s video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lG6XARpL1Uk&feature=youtu.be
Life is good. God is “I am.”
Wednesday, our day off, we decided to go explore Port Alice. Port Alice is located about 73 K (about 45 miles) from Telegraph Cove. Port Alice sits on the Neroutsos Inlet. On our way up the road to Port Alice we stopped at every scenic spot.
Back in the 60’s Port Alice was a growing community with a pulp mill. They hail themselves as “Gateway to the Wild West Coast.” This will probably be as far west as we will get this trip. This inlet goes out to the Pacific Ocean. Today, it is a small village with about 1000 people.
After driving to the place where the pulp mill was, we turned around and came back to find a beach to have lunch.
It was quiet and we watched boats heading toward the end of the inlet.
After lunch we decided to take the Alice Loop (dirt logging road) back to Hwy. 30. We later learned that the log trucks were off for 2 weeks and boy, were we glad. It would have been miserable if we had to contend with them or them us!
We found Alice Lake.
There were few road signs to lead us back to Hwy 30. There was no “Hwy 30” this way! So, with our trusty map we thought we were on the right road.
We came to:
This is Katherine’s lake. This was, also, where we discovered we were lost. We should not be this far east. Hwy 30 was not in this direction. We started to turn around and Dale saw in the rear view mirror that a black bear was behind us. I tried to get a quick photo but he was too far away. When he saw us he turned and ran away. Our first bear sighting!!!
On the way back to finding which road we were to be on, one of God’s human angels came by. He was a local and had a crew building bridges for the log trucks. We had a nice chat with him and he explained how to get back to the highway. We saw our mistake – turning right when we should have turned left.
Around a curve and we saw this. He had just pooped in the road and went off in the bushes. When he saw us he ran across the road and silly me did not have my long lens on. So we have finally seen 2 black bears.
Back on the highway and off to Port McNeil for groceries and back home by 5.
Getting lost is always fun and you see stuff you wouldn’t have seen otherwise.
Ferns every where and Fire weed was in abundance.
Life is good. God does have angels watching over us – spiritual or human!
Telegraph Cove, located north of Campbell River B.C. on Vancouver Island, is a small cove that hosts a marina, condo’s, restaurants, whale watching tours, bear tours, a general store, several coffee shops, kayak tours and just a nice place to sit and relax. TC sits on Johnstone Strait.
TC got its name when a superintendent of Telegraphs was hunting for a place for a line from Campbell River in 1912 and came upon this fishing village. In the 1920’s, Alfred Wastell built a lumber mill and a salmon saltery in the cove. During WWII, TC became a relay station for the Air Force. Many of the buildings seen today were built during that time. For decades, Telegraph Cove remained a sleepy hamlet of board walks and wooden buildings built on pilings on the coast. Boat was the only means of transportation. Automobile access arrived only in 1956 and with it, the potential for tourism. By the 1970’s, the lumber mill and salmon saltery were ending their historic runs. Now it was time for vacationers, sport fishermen and whale watchers. Stubbs Island Whale Watching, the very first outfit of its kind in BC, launched in 1980.
Let’s go on a photo tour of Telegraph Cove. You can click any photo to make it bigger!
This tree is just inside the entrance to the boardwalk.
The Board Walk
Across the mouth to the marina and from these photo’s is the boardwalk on the other side of the marina. Dale and I hike over the mountain and down to this boardwalk. Beautiful views of Johnstone Strait here.
I hope you have enjoyed this little tour. We have come to love this beautiful gem nestled amongst all the islands dotting the northern part of Vancouver Island.
Life is amazing and so good. God’s creation astounds us with its creativity and beauty.
One thing we have enjoyed is watching the big cruise ships traveling to Alaska from Vancouver or Seattle. Now, the thing is, we are watching these ships path to Alaska on the Internet at marinetraffic.com. We are a bit miffed because their journey pathway takes them behind Hanson Island that we can see the east side of and the ships go on the west side.
Well, this evening we saw that Disney Wonder was coming back from Alaska and going between Malcolm Island and us on Vancouver Island. So, off we ran up the hill to watch it come in. Here’s some photos.
The ship is far out (black dot) from us going about 7 knots. It took about an hour before it reached us in Telegraph Cove.
Finally, it came along side where we were standing. Dale had alerted the campground of a ship coming by us so we had a group of people out watching. It is so awesome to see people from Germany, Ireland, B.C and the USA all in a common event.
I got the notion to run down to our beach to catch a sight of the boat against the snowy mountains on the mainland of B.C.
Here it is going by our little beach cove.
If you look real close, the tip of the ship lines up with the tip of a snow capped mountain peaking above the clouds.
To end our evening, we invited Anna, from Munich, Germany, over for a cup of tea and to get warm. Anna is tenting with another person as they travel through Canada. She is fulfilling a dream of hers of visiting Canada.
Life is Great! God’s great love for us is Jesus Christ, His son!
Being good planners that we are (**cough**cough**), Dale made reservations for the ferry crossing to Vancouver Island out of Tsawwassen. They were offering a discount if we took a later ferry, so we signed up.
When we arrived in Tsawwassen, we found a huge mall there and parked to wait for the 5:45 ferry time. We ate lunch in their food court and walked through the mall. I’m sure we got in our 10,000 steps.
When we arrived at the ferry terminal, we paid our $197 Canadian and got in lane 24 as instructed. As we waited, the other lanes filled up. Thankfully, we were put on the ferry quickly.
If you have ever been on a ferry you know they put almost every kind of vehicle on that boat. When I see all these 18 wheelers I gulp. Will this boat hold up all this weight! It did! 🙂
I showed you the roof of this side of the ferry because when we got off the ferry and to Costco in Nanaimo, there were white dots all over the car and down the back of the motor home. Yep, bird poop! They must hitched a ride.
To see more photo’s of this leg of our journey, click here.
This will take you to Dale’s website. Click each photo to see a different photo.
Even after our being stopped at the border, we enjoyed Tsawwassen and the ferry ride. Highway 19 was a virtual freeway and we arrived at our destination by 8 p.m.
Life is good. God is a light in the darkness.