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Peel Island, Beaver Harbour to Nolan Point, Balaklava Island: 12.9 nautical miles |
It was cold and foggy all day and there
was a bit of drizzle. I paddled through God's Pocket, a lovely
archipelago with too many fish farms.
The camping spot was a delightful
surprise. It is big; fifty people could camp here at once, and
adjacent to an Indian Reserve. I wonder if they have big clan
gatherings here and imagine old granny sitting on the bench where I
am, staying warm by the fire.
I made the fire very big and then went
for a swim. I am less timid about getting in now. I know I am doing
it, so I just get it done.
I harvested Mussels and ate one. My
stomach didn't like the last batch I gathered a few days ago and I'll
see how these ones are. If I'm feeling fine tomorrow then I'll have
a feast.
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