chapter 6
May 16, '83, Monday - 0605, pulled the hook and underway, motoring.
0615 Engine is heating - plugged seacock, Everything ok now.
0715 Stephens Passage. Icebergs are lingering in the area. Quite a few, actually.
0950 Coming upon Midway Is. Just transited Holkham Bay that yields

icebergs from Sumdum Glacier. At times we had to do some quick maneuvering

to keep off the several small chunks of ice.  Expect to be in Juneau about 1600 if

this following wind keeps up.
1600 Dockside , Juneau, AK. Fueled up and had dinner with Ed, Grand Central


* 55 nm, 10 hrs. = 5.5 kts.

May 17, '83, Tues. Juneau, AK.

Arose at 0830. One can sure be lazy and savor the rest when there are no real obligations, like being under way and off to distant inlets and coves. I checked in with the Harbor Master. We are welcome to stay where we are. Ed has checked in already and made several phone calls. He apparently is going to leave Grand Central here for the owner to deal with in a few days. ( Grand Centrall has a stripped shaft and can't be tightened any further causing it to slip or even just quit turning the shaft ). Ed's trip is over. He'll be taking the ferry back to Seattle, probably Monday. ( the next scheduled ferry ) . Sarah, Ed, Willie and I took a walking tour of Juneau. Drinks at the Red dog, saw the city, took in the museum (Great ! ) and had lunch/breakfast.

Back at the boat I donned the survival suit and installed stainless 3/8 x 3" bolts in the rudder bearing. One takes 3'' and the other 3 1/2 ''.

Sarah, Willie and I walked back into town to buy liquor for the next portion of our trip and upon our return to the boat, sampled the goods.

Ed came over to talk and say goodbye. It's almost sad but such is the past and as it will be again. We will see Ed again in Port Townsend. As a gesture of concern and/or friendship he loaned us his life harness. So tomorrow sometime I will install rings to attach it to.

Tomorrow at 0600 we are off to Elfin Cove, our final port before starting our most apprehensive part of the trip, crossing the Gulf of Alaska to Prince William Sound.

May 18, '83, Wed. 0600, ready to leave but Willie isn't around.
0615 Found Willie and departed Juneau.
0715 Engine quit. Readjusted points and underway again.
0740 - Engine quit again. There is a lot of spark so I sailed closer to shore and anchored. I dismantled the carburetor and cleaned it thoroughly and put it back together. Still no go.
0900 - Sailed back into Juneau harbor and with help from the dock sailed up to dockside.
1200 - Engine runs again and now had to rebuild the saltwater pump. It is raining hard so we'll stay here again tonight.

* Sarah read most of the day, Willies slept most of the day and I went over the Coast Pilot and charts for the next leg of our journey and I too then slept some.

1800 - We had Ed over for dinner and said goodby again.  It's been raining all day.  It's probably good that we have not left today.

May 19, 1983 - Thursday -
0700 - Underway motoring into the wind and rain.
0900 - Cleared Point Tantallon and turned course 245 degrees and put up
the sails and killed the motor.
1400 - Rounded Pt. Retreat, beat to windwar for an hour making only 2 1/2 miles in heavy rain.
1500 - Rigged up a romote steering, started the motor, pulled the dails, and retired below.
1757 - Dockside Funter Bay and is it wet !

**49 miles - 10.25 hours = 4.78 kts.

Had drinks with Paul Grant who arrived in his Westsail '32 that we met in Petersburg. He just turned up here in Funter Bay for the night. Good bear stories and tips on the area.

May 20, 1983 - Friday.
Yesterdays rain totalled 1.12 inches for the past 24 hours. I knew it was heavy.
0745 - Sailed off the dock and into Chatham Strait bound for Bartlett Cove, Glacier Bay, AK.
0937 - Sweet Thursday rounded Pt. Couverden and took off at a little better than 5 kts. arriving at

Bartlett Cove at 1600. Bartlett Cove isn't very well protected from the wind.  I moved to the seaplane

dock which isn't much better.

May 21, 1983 - Saturday
0700 - Just getting the stove started when a plane showed up so I pushed off for 15 minutes while the pilot unloaded his cargo.
0730 - Sailed out of Bartlett Cove under the working jyb and reefed main but the wind is on the nose and we are not making very much headway.
0830 - Dropped the jyb and motor sailed for Elfin Cove.
1245 - Entered S. Inian pass with the the tide at our stern and a west wind sending 6 foot seas at us as we

passed Pt. Lavinia through the pass. This is probably just a taste of what we will encounter in the Gulf of

1320 - Dockside Elfin Cove for fuel. Once fueled I move to the government dock and met the folks on "His Portion Too". They are on their way across the Gulf towards Prince William Sound so we decide to cross with them.

May 22, 1983 - Sunday

0900 - Underway from Elfin Cove in fog and rain. Once clear of the islands and into

Cross Sound we set full sail at 1145.

1345 - "His Portion Too" has taken all it's sails down and is motoring. For a time we

are able to keep pace in the slow 8' swell.
1415 - The seas seem to be building and Willi has not been trained to void herself on board for the 3 day crossing so we decide it best if set a course fpr Lituya Bay.
1530 - While below setting the course I realize I am, for the first time in my life, I am suffering from sea sickness. Sarah and I decide that we will head back to Elfin Cove to rethink this whole idea of crossing the Gulf of Alaska aboard our open cockpit "Sweet Thursday".
1930 - Dockside Elfin Cove, still in the fog and rain.

May 23, 1983 - Monday - Day of rest and exploring.
1200 - Departed Elfin Cove for Port Althorp just around the corner.
1330 - Anchored at the the head of the bay.  Spent the rest of the day playing cards, drinking wine, crabbing, fishing and exploring the beach.  It is a very pretty bay with mountains all around us and deep forest broken into sections by with a few meadows.  We have decided to spend the night here.

May 24, 1983 - Tuesday
0845 - Willie ashore
0930 - The engine has been starting hard and not much power so I ran a compression check and find it to be very poor.
1200 - Moved up the bay where there are some abandoned buildings from a cannery in 1941 and ex military in 1940. I believe I got that right. Some of the "Old Salts" of the area relayed that information to me.
1630 - Left for Elfin Cove ( as it turned out, it became home port for a month) in the wind and rain. There is a lot of that.
1715 - Picked up water at the Elfin Cove fuel dock and moved to the government dock for the night.

end of chapter 6

Alaska trip 1983, narrative
I think everyone has an adventurous spirit.  Some have the opportunity to act upon that spirit.
Such is the case for me in the Fall of 1982.  I was able to purchase a '32 Seafarer sloop rigged sailboat built in the mid 50's in gig Harbaor of oak fromes covered with 3/4 inch red cedar.  She sleeps 4, has a head, no shower, propane cooking facilities with 40 gallons of fresh water and 20 gallons of fuel for the Atomic 4 gas engine that pushes her about 5 knots under power.
I knew how to sail, basically, but this would give me a chance to become a better sailor. Now the decisions concerning Sweet Thursday's  welfare were up to me.  It was a heavy responsibility.  I learned her mannerisms, eventually setting the Spinnaker alone, in 15 kt winds.  It scared half to death when she nearly broached !!!
the next set of events that led me to Alaska was at a halloween party in '82.  I met Sarah and her Scottish Terrier, Willie.  Sarah had never sailed before or even been on a boat before but she had that spirit.  We sailed all winter in all types of weather, usually at night due to the fact we each had jobs but by February we agreed to spend the summer of '83 on a sailing quest to SE Alaska.
Sweet Thursday was drydocked for the last two weeks of February to get her ready for the trip.  On the outside we painted her, installed new zincs and a slightly larger 3 blade screw knowing there would be a lot of motoring up the Inside Passage to Alaska.  On the inside we gave up one berth for a diesel heater, storage, counterspace, a VHF radio, a depth sounder and two survival suits.
March was spent on trial runs to ports and bays around Puget sound and the San Juan Islands.

Skirting Queen Charlotte Sound

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Chapter 1

I purchased  a 32 foot wood sloop designed by Ben Seaborn and built by Monson Boat Works in August of 1982.  I was

an intermediate in knowledge of sailing at the time but it was a lifelong dream. When I purchased the boat it had sparse acomodations and no electronics. We installed a VHF radio, a depth sounder and a small stereo for entertainment. It

had the v-berth up forward, a head, no shower, storage space for canned goods  etc.,  a manual pump for the sink with

40 gallons of fresh water, no hot water, a gas 3 burner stove, a setee/bunk on the port and starboard side.  We gave up

the starboard settee/bunk for counter space and a High Seas Diesel heater.  It was powered by an Atomic 4 gas engine,

an ice box outside in the cockpit area on the starboard side and 20 gallons of fuel on the port side.   She had the main

with one extra, a working jib , a 180 Genoa and a spinnaker.  I purchased  two survival suits, a life ring and a dingy that

fit upside down on the fore deck in chocks I installed.

In the interest of adventurers and sailors, a  1983 sailing trip up the Inside Passage

                                                     to Alaska and Icy Straits.

                                                                 A Small Boat to Alaska '83

                            Taken from the log of Sweet Thursday April '83 through Nov. '88

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Chapter 2

April 18, 1983 -

1200 - Headed North after purchasing $ 140 Canadian, worth of charts.
1700 - Nanaimo is on the East side of Vancouver Island but we wanted to go North up the West side of the

Mainland. That meant crossing the Strait of Georgia through a large military operating area if we were to cross

direct. Avoiding the military area meant going north initially then east and back South to our intended

anchorage. An extra hour and a half. We should inquire if the area was "active" by contacting the military

agency controlling the area but I could not raise anyone. If it was active we would have no choice but to go

the extra distance around the operating area. Not seeing any ships or planes we went direct anyway without


1900 - Arrriving in Smugglers Cove we dropped the hook for the night. In the summer at

the height of the boating season the cove can get quite crowded but as early as we were we

had just one other boat at the far end of the cove as a neighbor.

The entrance into the cove is not very wide. About 200 feet across. While there, a very

expensive yacht entered the cove. It was about 80 feet long. Not much room for such

a large boat. It barely got through the entrance, saw the size of the cove ( I speculate )

and turned around on itself using bow thrusters and departed for a larger place to anchor.

About This Park

Smuggler Cove is a small, picturesque all-weather anchorage on the south side of Sechelt Peninsula near Secret Cove. To access this park by land, visitors can hike 4 km from a parking lot off Hwy 101. This park provides camping, hiking, swimming, kayaking and picnicking.

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April 16, 1983-Saturday - 0800

Motoring off the dock for Saturna Island, BC.  No customs yet.  I am told it is to

early in the season to have an office open so we headed North to Poiler Pass for

the night.

1800 - Anchored Poiler Pass

April 18, 1983 - 0800  Underway for Nanaimo and customs.  

1600 - Customs, Nanaimo.  Waiting for the customs agent to show up.

End of Chapter 1

Chapter 1

0430, April 14, 1983  

Departure day, motoring into the early morning darkness with no wind via Saratoga passage and Deception Pass.  We finished off the Champagne by the time we cleared Hat Island.

As we motored past Utsalady and Strawberry point we encountered thick fog and relied on the compassfor about 15 minutes.

1330 -  When we arrived at Deception Pass the current was against us.  Not having any real boating experience concerning anchoring we anchored at the entrance to the Pass not realizing it was more than 200 feet deep.  We sat there though and waited for the current to change in our favor.  We could have tied to a dock in Cornet Bay-but didn't.

1530 -  The tide changed at 1530 to a degree we would motor on through to Reservation bay and stayed on the dock in Sharp cove for the night.

April 15, 1983 -Friday, 0830  

Sunshine and off for northern waters with just enough wind to sail some.  Through

out the trip we

found ourselves having to motor 60 % of the time.  Time was of the essence for we

had allotted April through August for our trip.  

1700 - Matia Island for the night.  We are taking our time initially, enjoying the sunny


Sarah enjoyed herring and there was a small ball of them around the dock.  We had a

dip net, so both Sarah and I tried to net some but those little fishies were smarter

than either of us I guess since we didn't catch a one.  A fishing pole and small spinner

proved a better way of catching them.

Chapter 4

April 29, 1983 - 0800 - Sunshine so we are underway for Butedale, 18 miles to the north.
1230 - Dockside Butedale.
April 30, 1983 - 1000 - Late start due to fog. Secured a new crab pot in trade.
1900 - Anchored, Lowe's Inlet.

About This Park
One of the busier, most attractive and most regular stops on the Inside Passage due to the wondrous site of the waterfalls and migrating salmon viewing. Visitors may anchor on either side of or in front of the falls. Date Established: June 14, 1993  Park Size: 767 hectares

Special Notes:

From the inlet, visitors can watch salmon leaping in an effort to get through Verney Falls, at the mouth of Kumowdah River.

No fishing from July 1 to Oct. 31 inside a line drawn from fishing boundary signs located approx. 100 m seaward of the falls at the mouth of Kumowdah River, flowing into Lowe Inlet/Nettle Basin.

May 1, 1983 - May Day. We picked wild flowers from the shore.
0800 - Underway - but by 0830 it was evident the current was to strong against us once we entered the main channel. We ducked behind some rock out croppings and had breakfast. We usually have breakfast while underway. It is nice to sit and relax without worrying about the boat.
1100 - Underway again. Out of propane.
1700 - Kumealon Inlet for the night. Kumealon Inlet is an inlet on the North Coast of British Columbia, Canada, near the north end of Grenville Channel facing Pitt Island.
Cooked on an open fire on the beach until, while I was getting supplies off the boat, I heard Sara scream and saw her in waist deep water with Willie in her arms. She had heard something big crashing through  brush so we made do with eating on the boat.

May 2, 1983 - 0720 - Underway for Prince Rupert.
1500 - Dockside, Prince Rupert. It is starting to rain.

May 3, 1983 - Lay over day. Lots of rain. Filled propane, did laundry, and resupplied some groceries.
May 4, 1983 - 0700 - Underway for Foggy bay.  We departed Prince Rupert through Venn Passage. I considered Venn Passage a high tide route due to a lot of shallow areas and into Metlakatla Bay, rounding Enfield Rock Northwest across Chatham Sound.

 Navigational error took us around west side of Dundas Island exposing Sweet Thursday to the open water of Dixon Entrance and the Gulf of Alaska, north of the Queen Charlottes.  I am not layng blame, after all I am the captain, responsible for all that happens but the person charting this portion of our trip made a time and distance miscalculation.  AOne tip off I noticed first was the time we were on the westerly heading and where a light should have been wasn't.  As we came near the North tip of Dundas Island we came across 
Jack Prince of the F/V Little Current.  I had to swallow my pride and ask him where we were.  He laughed and steered us to a little bay on the North end of Dundas Island.  We went there, for by now it was 1700 and I wanted to regroup.  Jack soon arrived after we did and we rafted with him for the night trading our sphagetti dinner for a nice slamon. He said he gets plenty of fish so the sphaghetti was actually a nice break.
May 5, 1983, Thursday - 0500 - Little Current and Jack is off for fishing. He runs a  Salmon troller by himself. Bye Jack, Thanks.

End of Chapter 4

Chapter 5

May 5, 1983  - Thursday

0600 - Off for the Dixon Entrance and Ketchikan.   The Dixon Entrance was calm by Gulf of Alaska standards making our crossing to theTree Point Light and on to Ketchikan uneventful.  Wish I had a story, but I don't.  Just as well because there are plenty of stories that tell of ferocious seas to anyone making the 20 mile crossing. The secret is to pay attention to weather forecasts and tides- and pick your time to go.

 The Dixon Entrance is the last large open water exposed to the Gulf of Alaska when crossing from Canada into Alaska.

1800 - Dockside, Ketchikan.

May 6, 1983, Friday - Layover day due to rain.  I had collected 600' of gill net line on a beach in British Columbia so I spent the day taking the foats off of it in hopes of finding someone that might buy them from me leaving with all that 1/2 inch line.  As luck would have a firsherman did come along and offered me 10 Cents a piece for them  There were about 200 of them.

My cockpiot was full of these floats so we used a large salmon net to transfer them from my boat to his alongside me.  As the first load was handed off the net tipped and into the water went about 40 of them.  Quick action by a couple of his crewmen and some bystanders with nets saved them all.  It actually was quite comical and drew a small crowd.

May 7, 1983, Saturday.

0930 - Underway from Ketchikan

1000 - The engine overheats and as it turns out the saltwater pump impellar is worn out so we return to the City dock and order a new one from Seattle becausein all of Ketchikan there is not one to be had.  I called Parts North west and order a new one.

We had 3 days to walk around the city and be tourists.  Well, that's what we were.  Of course Sara stood at the  city rain gauge showing the 140 or more inches of rain Ketchikan gets each year.  Toured the Totem Bight Historical Park etc.

May 10, 1983, Tuesday.

0930 - Received thr impellar.  Today is when I learnedthat "overnight" isn't and a $ 15 part costs $ 110 !

After installing the impellar we are off for the north through Tongall Narrows for Meyers Chuck in Clarence Strait.

2030 - Meyers Chuck.  Nice place.  A village in an indent on the northwest tip of the Cleveland peninsula.  Very few full time residents are here.  Say 20 - 30 ?  The folks are very nice and the security from the weather is a huge plus.  I would live here if I could.

May 11, 1983, Wednesday.

0600 - Underway for Petersburg.  1330 - Willie ashore via the dingy while Sara lay "hove to" off Screen Island, Clarence Strait. 

1350 - Back aboard and uderpower with a small school of porpoise 200' off the port bow,  They didn't want to play tho'.  They seemed to be on a mission.

Later as we entered Snow Passage at 1600 3/4 of the area is blocked by logs of a natural nature.  We had been dressed for summer, but as we turned into the passage and the wind engulfed us we had to dress for winter.

1700 - Turned to 350 degrees for Wrangell Narrows. 

1800 - We talked to the tug "Phillip Foss" as they passed us by to check our course for Wrangell Narrows.  He said I "was on the money" and gave me tidal and anchorage information for the mouth of Wrangell Narrows.

I certainly appreciated that.

Wrangell Narrows is a convoluted stretch of hazards to navigation strewn about a 22 mile waterway connectiong the southeast side of Fredrick Sound and Sumner Strait in the middle of South East Alaska.

Recorded mishaps along this waterway are about 1 every 1/4 mile.  There are about 60 lights to mark hazards and the navigable channel between Mitkof Island and Kupreanof Island with Petersburg on the north end our destination tomorrow.

1900 - Entered the mouth of the channel heading fo a small bay, port side of us ( Deception Point ) for the night.  Being mindful of the tidal flow will make the transit as quick  as possible for our 5 - 6 knot boat in the morning.  No matter how close we call it there will be a push against the tide either at the beginning or the end.

1956 - Anchored

2145 - Set the anchor light.

May 12, 1983, thursdeay.

0928 - Pulled the hook and we are north bound up the narrows with the incoming tide on our stern.  After a good push by the tide, at 1330 the route becomes painfully slow as the tide changes direction.  Also, I have never seen so many channel markers in such a short amount of time and distance.

1430 - Gas dock, Petersburg, AK.

1445 - Moved to transient moorage and without checking in with

the Harbor Master we head into town for supplies and more charts.

We finally check in at 1600 and am told our spot was just fine.

People seem quite friendly, especially sailing folks, not many here

tho'.   Mostly fisherman getting ready for the salmon trolling season

start on Sunday and the Norwegian festival is this weekend to

coincide with the salmon opening.  So there is a lot of activity of that


We got to swim and shower at the schools pool just up the block for

$ 1.50.  That has to be the best deal in town after being enroute for so

many days. 

"Grand Central" from Robsons Byte is here.  the shaft on his boat keeps coming loose and she is on the grid. 

May 13, 1983, Friday.

Layover weekend while I do some serious work on the new boom and touch up the chipped and risted spots on the hull above the waterline.  The weather is warm and clear.  After talking to the skipper of "Grand Central" we will depart Sunday morning together.  With his boat shaft not in good shape he would feel better if another boat were nearby in case of trouble.

Sara and ZI tried for a swim and shower at the school again but it was unexpectedly closed.  We did buy the rest of the charts for Prince William Sound and a coastal Pilot and Tide guide.

May 14, 1983, Saturday.

I worked the boom with just my small plane, hammer and chiseland lots of sand paper.  I was able to finish

it except for paint and installing the hardware back on it.  I may want to take it down some more.  It is still sort of bulky.  It looks decent for a dockside job, but I am anxious to see how it works in the wind.

Sara went out about town, checking out the festivities of the Norwegian Festival and met Toni, an emergency RN from Ketchikan today and Dieter, friend of Toni'.  Dieter might come to Juneau with us in the morning.  We also got a good shower at Jim/s, a doctor friend of Toni's.

May 15, 1983, Sunday.

0605 - Left the dock underpower without Dieter.  Saw our first icebergs yesterday on a landing craft from the National Guard.  They were giving rides to an ice filled beach about 30 minutes from Petersburg.  I took

some blue ice back to "Sweet Thursday" for the ice chest.  Quite unique,  I think.

Blue ice occurs when snow falls on a glacier, is compressed, and becomes part of the glacier. Air bubbles are squeezed out and ice crystals enlarge, making the ice appear blue.  That's the short exclamation.

But I digress.

0800 - We are well underway through Frdrick sound with "Grand Central" just ahead.

0840 - The wind has come up, woring jyb is upand motor sailing.  I will never tow the dingy in open water again.  It was taking a beating behind us so I had to winch it aboard in rough seas.  The dingy was swinging back and forth eventually puncturing my hand and ripping a cleat out of the dingy. 

0940 - Main goes up in a dying wind and with the engine still doing most of the work.

1235 - Cape Fenshaw.  As we enter Stephens Passage, Willie decides she has to go

ashore.  I launched the dingy ( ! ) while Sarah holds offshore.  There is a black bear on the beach but it runs off into the trees so I am not to concerned.

1305 - Underway again, motoring with a slack tide.

1705 - Anchored, Windham bay, first cove on our starboard side in 7 fathoms.

End of Chapter 5


April 26, 1983 - 0500 - Underway for Namu under a setting full moon and "Resolution" a mile astern. We are going to meet them in Kissameet Bay to the north.  Nice day coming.
1100 - Dockside Namu.  Except for gas there are no other services.  Once again, I am told it is to early in the

season to be open.
1330 - Anchored Kisameet bay and rafted to "Resolution".  The bay is well sheltered with good holding just off the mainstream of boat traffic.  Sara and I and Willie, of course, portage our dingy up to Kissameet lake where we watched Otters, Herons and a Black bear.

April 27, 1983 - 0800 - Under power
w/o Resolution. Northward via Bella Bella, Lama passage.  

Resolution and her owners have been cruising the Inside Passage and Alaska for 8 years.  They are on limited income so they do not motor enroute.  The day was calm, hence, no wind, hence Resolution stays put.
1500 - Anchored Berry Inlet. * 5' from steep to rock.  Sara doesn't like how close to the steep rock cliff  I have tied off to.  She forgets it is low tide and as the tide rises main bow anchor will pull the boat away from the rocks.  We did not speak that night.  One of the very few disagreements we had.  I thought that was really good considering the small boat and long periods of time when we were our only company.

April 28, 1983 - 0700 - Underway North thru Finlayson channel with bright warm sunshine.  No clothes while we motor and sailed towards Cone Island but bypassing Klemtu.  We woud be in dire need of fuel from them on the return trip  A huge school of porpoise were heading south, jumping and playing in the sun as they traveled.

We sailed 6 hours, no motor but honestly sailed

Next, Crossing the Strait of Georgia into the Sunshine Coast

​1900 - Anchored Horse fly cove In Green Inlet, Graham Reach.  After 5 failed anchorings due to hard

bottom I tied bow and stern to shore. 

The anchorage I settled into was a dent in the cove. I was able to turn

sideways, tying the bow to one shore and the stern to the other shore. 

Like parallel parking.  

* We have your basic wilderness scene here - a light warm breeze, 2 eagles

overhead, 2 bears on the shore, snow capped mountains all around and

sea lions blowing golden breath into the setting sun.  Gold color all

around. The dream is real !

About This Park
Green Inlet Marine Park offers a sheltered all-weather anchorage set in a scenic fiord. The park encompasses the

sheltered all-weather anchorage of Horsefly Cove and surrounding water. Nearby, but outside the park, is the tidal lagoon of Green Inlet with the reversing rapids at Baffle Point (unnavigable). There are no facilities provided at this marine park. Lots of chain or rope are required for safe anchorage.​ 

End of chapter 3

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maybe I can lure you to my shopping portion of this web site by narrating to you, from the logbook, my 1983 cruise

to Alaska in my 32' Seafarer sloop rigged sailboat.

Chapter 3

1600 - Underway for Telegraph cove.  The wind has died drastically, in fact enough where we had to motor our way north.
1800 - Dockside Telegraph cove.  Very quiet but I can hear a generator further inland.  Sunset isn't until about 2030
but with Vancouver Island to our West it was getting dark as we tied to the dock.
We went ashore, mostly for Willie, but never saw anyone.

April, 23, 1983 - 0730 - Underway for Port McNeal 15 miles further up the Island.
1200 - Dockside Port McNeal.  With a 2 1/2 knot current against us we made only 3 1/2 knots
I started looking for some straight and clear 14 foot Spruce to fabricate a new boom.  There was none to be had so
I had to settle for 3 - 14',2x4's of clear fir, not here tho'.  We were referred to a lumber yard in Port Hardy 2 hours further North.   
1500 - Off for Port Hardy arriving at 1700.  I found the 3 - 14 ' 2x4's.  I carried them back to the boat with the help

of one of the locals.  He saw it was quite heavy and was generous with his time to help me get them back to the boat.

 I laminated them right away  with some clamps and roped tensioners.  I then lashed them out along the cabin for the trip across Queen Charlotte Sound in the morning.

April 24, 1983 - 0400 - Underway in the early morning light ( dark actually ) and fog for Christie Passage and Queen Charlotte sound via God's Pocket.  I missed God's Pocket by 1000'.  Luckily a fisherman with GPS, Radar and other navigational goodies appeared out of the fog and directed us to the opening.  There was great Sea bass fishing in the cut so with 50 NM to go, off into the fog and the 5' swell of Gordon Channel with Pine Island as our next waypoint.  At 0830 the white of breaking swell on the rocks of Pine Island appeared.  As I rounded the west side of the island and set a dead reckoning course for Egg Island via Storm Island the fog began to lift a little.  With Egg Island dead ahead  in the distance and Cape Caution off our starboard beam, the fog lifted completely and we had unlimited visibility.  With the improved weather I elected to pass between Egg Island and Table Island rather than meandering east through Smith Sound and some of the hazards there.  Calvert Island could be seen in the distance.  What is interesting about that crossing were the sea mounts.  

Seamounts - undersea mountains formed by volcanic activity - were once thought to be little more than hazards to submarine navigation. Today, scientists recognize these structures as biological hotspots that support a dazzling array of marine life. 
The biological richness of seamount habitats results from the shape of these undersea mountains. Thanks to the steep
slopes of seamounts, nutrients are carried upwards from the depths of the oceans toward the sunlit surface, providing food for creatures ranging from corals to fish to crustaceans.
Many of these terminate just under the sea surface, undetectable until a swell comes along and breaks the swell, like
the surf at the beach.

1800 - Anchored Safety Cove, Calvert Island.  There is a Ketch in the cove already called the "Resolution".

April 25, 1983, Sunday

Layover day due to lots of rain, lots and lots of rain.  Most layover days were due to rain.  Expect rain often.  If I am able to make this trip again, I would think a boat with steerage in a cabin or pilothouse would certainly make the trip a more comfortable adventure.  Sweet Thursday was an open cockpit sailboat making underway in the rain not so pleasant.

We are in the company of "Resolution" and we are invited aboard for hot coffee and lunch - and some afternoon fishing- in the rain.

Dixon Entrance and Ketchikan

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                                                                                           Desolation Sound

April 19, 1983 - Tuesday - North bound 77miles on a high tide for Lund, the end of the highway, and the

Copeland Islands.
1715 - Anchored Copeland Island. * Great oysters here. So thick one could not help walking on them. 

About This Park:  Copeland Islands Marine Provincial Park is a provincial park in British Columbia, Canada,

located in Desolation Sound to the northwest of Lund on the northern Sunshine Coast off the west coast of the

Malaspina Peninsula.
The park was established in July of 1971. 
It is an excellent destination for kayakers, since it is a good

stopover point between Lund and Desolation Sound. This area also provides opportunities for scuba

diving, wildlife viewing, wilderness camping, swimming and fishing. There are limited anchorages for

small vessels.

April 20, 1983 - Wednesday - 0330 - . I woke up in the middle of the night with something bumping up


Sweet Thursday to a point I had to investigate. The large high tide had inundated the small anchorage with

logs from the beach. It took until 0430 to clear them from the hull and anchor rode.

0530 - By now it was light so a quick breakfast and off thru Lewis channel under the Spinnaker for 6 miles. As

happens many, many times , the wind dies and we start the motor.

1200 - We have arrived at a small resort called Hobbitt Point, Stuart Island for milk and showers. Aboard Sweet

Thursday I had rigged a small shower using a 5 gallon bucket, that we both had to share, and a hose with water

heated on the stove. With limtied fresh water they were very short so anytime we had a chance for a long shower

onshore it was like heaven. Typically they cost about $ 1.00. I would have paid $ 5.00 really.

1300 - Thru Yaculta rapids to Dent Rapids. Are we on a white water river ? We arrived at the rapids about an


after slack and the channels looked like a white water river with several whirl pools and currents that change the

course of the boat several time. Like being in a small car with a strong side wind.

1530 - Dockside Government dock, Shoal bay. RAIN ! Once we successfully navigated through the rapids of

Yucalta, Gillard and Dent we made our way through the Discovery Islands and finally to Shoal Bay. Shoal Bay

sits, as the name implies, in a bay off of Cordero Channel, up Phillips Arm. The shoal part of Shoal Bay has to

do with how shallow the bay is as represented by how far the old dock, built in 1927, extends from shore out into

the bay.

Originally a cannery town, Shoal Bay was once the largest town on the western coast of Canada. Although

no remains are visible today, save the massive 600-foot-long pier, Shoal Bay was once a hub of activity for mining

and forestry in the 1800s. Today you can still hike up the mountain not far from the marina to the remnants of

an old gold mine.

April 21, 1983 - 0700 - Underway for Kelsey Bay.

1500 - Kelsey Bay. All the things we stopped for ( food mainly ) isn't here. We were

able to get

fuel at the cannery. It is to early in the season, the General store doesn't open until

about mid

May when boat traffic increases.

1600 - Underway again for Blekinsop Bay just across from Kelsey Bay.

1720 Anchored (shallow) in Blekinsop Bay.

April 22, 1983 - Friday - 0600 - Sailed off the hook with Spinnaker up for 6 miles,

then the 180 Jenny followed by the working jyb with the main as we neared Robsons Bight about 1140 .  The seas

were about 3 - 4 feet following and were getting a little troublesome when the boat broached

splitting the boom fore and aft.  Sara took the wheel  and started the engine while I secured  the two sails and

damaged boom.  

Sweet Thursday heeled over farther than I had ever experienced thus far.

** As I write this many years later, that was the worst predicament Sweet Thursday and I got into**

1200 - Anchored Robsons bight. * 39 miles in 6 hrs.= 6.5 kts. Robsons Bight is known for an Orca gathering area.

I am told the whales like the gravelly bottom. They come to rub their bellys in the gravel and rub off parasites.

A tug with a huge log raft radioed us that if we moved from our anchorage, he could pull in out of the wind and we

could tie up to his raft of logs. We gladly obliged. It was really rough out in the channel. They even gave us some


I saw that as they tied the raft up there were large mooring rings drilled into the rock wall.

Later Sarah, Willie and I walked up the Tsitika river that fed into Robson bight to try for some trout but the

logs etc we used to get back and forth across the river freaked Sarah out. She was afraid of falling into the river so we

went back to the boat without doing any fishing.

End of Chapter 2

Lost in the Gulf of Alaska