More fog, but blessedly no more rain the last few days. Cruising slowly through the Broughton Islands, roughly northeast of Vancouver Island, hoping for clear, windy sailing weather; instead getting layers of fog and mist with glimpses of forest-covered islands with rock shores.
We creep slowly through the fog and mist, lookouts posted on the bow searching for boat traffic, logs, and other obstacles. The lookouts—hands and feet get damp and cold--catch an occasional glimpse of an island, a fishing boat, or even a tiny settlement, but mostly we have the passages to ourselves, with only fog, mist, kelp, logs, birds, an occasional dolphin, and, drifting quietly next to the boat, amazingly beautiful armful-sized jellfyfish in glowing white, hot pink, or neon orange.
Today, arrived at Port Hardy, last provisioning stop at the top of Vancouver Island before heading out to the deep blue sea—the Pacific Ocean. Happy smiles--it's sunny and warm here in Port Hardy!
Tonight, we are going to eat in a restaurant! Yahoo!! Will spend the night—on the boat, as always--here, at Quarterdeck Marina, buying groceries, fuel and water; taking showers; checking weather forecasts; catching up on communications back home (Internet connections included in the marina fee). We switch one crew member here; Mark leaves, Scott signs on.