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FISHING WITH LES

ak-02-31 sunset on the Pacific, Calvert Island



Calvert Island and The Chief


A Fishing Story - 1989 the f/v My Colleen
by C. C. Crow photos by author


We're on our way north, passing inside Vancouver Island. We are treated to a smooth crossing of the Queen Charlotte Sound at the north end of the island.
A guide book suggests we anchor at Calvert Island.


Calvert Island

ak-02-15 calm waters of our anchorage

Looks like a beautiful day ahead!

ak-02-16 photo


ak-02 17 flat as a pond, blue skies, perfect!

Crossing The Queen Charlotte Sound

ak-02-24 sunset beach


ak-02-26 sunset beach.

Sunset on the Pacific.

ak-02-27 sunset beach


ak-02-22 a long nosed, barbed tooth chief is carved in the side of a large cedar

THE CHIEF!

So the story is you're supposed to leave a few bottles of beer, some wine, canned food or whatever and the "Chief" will let you pass in peace.
I'm sure the locals agree.

ak-02-31 sunset



6-17 FRI
Sleep in till 7, then go up Chatham Channel and around to Cutter Cove, crab but no luck. Move on towards Port Hardy via Knight Inlet, weather outlook is bad, but we enjoy good weather all day, partly cloudy with a shower or two near Alert Bay. We stop in Port Hardy for fuel, no time for grocery or phone- we push on. Pass through God's Pocket and into Queen Charlotte Strait, light ocean swells, sunny, we set course for Pine Island, past Storm Island, then Egg Island, with Cape Calvert as our objective. The crossing takes two hours plus and we are thankful for the good weather. We enter Fitzhugh Sound past Safety Cove and finally into Kwakshus Channel where we anchor in PURTH BAY for the night. Pretty spot. Lori can't find a recipe so I volunteer to cook spaghetti. Rob and I stay while Lori and Les row into shore to check the trail that goes across to the ocean side beach. I'm cooking away, when we see Les come back at the prescribed time but he is alone and in a hurry. I yell that there is no rush, the foods not quite ready. He yells back, forget the food, there's something he wants us to do- We think the worst, what's happened to Lori? I shut down the stove, drop everything. But he tells us to bring the camera. We row to shore as instructed and head down the trail, we greet the "Chief", a saber-toothed face hand-carved in a cedar tree, we wonder through the deep woods on wood planks, through fallen trees cut for our passage. Near the end we smell the salt air and hear the ocean surf. The view is spectacular, a crescent sand beach, light waves form lines, rocky points to each side with the sun setting through a magnificent pastel colored sky. Click, click, click, I should have brought more film! What a great place. We reluctantly hike back. When we reach the boat I'm told I've made a big mistake. Thinking I burnt dinner or something I'm informed that I have been elect head chef.


ak-02-33 anchorage, Calvert Island

Purth Bay, Calvert Island


1989 TRIP NORTH TO COOK INLET                  

        Winter 1989, building the boat    

        Preparing in Seattle    

        Our Departure    

        Calvert Island and The Chief    

    NEXT         The Inside Passage    

        Glacier Bay    

        Glacier Bay, part II    

        To Prince William Sound    

        Around to Kenai    

        Fun in Snug Harbor    

        Back to the Cannery    

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