On Monday morning, the day the Canadian people celebrate Queen Victoria’s birthday, shortly after 6 am, Jennifer helped me climb into the dinghy. I’d left the two five gallon cans of gasoline in the dinghy and added the remaining two-cycle oil and a mostly empty five-quart container of crankcase oil. Continue reading “Conversation Part 3: Picking up the Parts”
I’m not sure when pictures will get added. The drive that held all my pictures crashed and has not yet been restored from a back up.
‘‘Why do they always want to tie up on the port side?’’ Cara asked, not the world at large, not God, but Joe.
Joe looked at Cara, made eye contact but didn’t even bother to shrug.
The aluminum boat Kitasoo Watchmen backed away from port the side, then came along the starboard side a distance away from the Nordic Spirit, but before the boat could tie up the floatplane appeared, touched down on the water and stopped about 250 feet to starboard.
Joe looked at me. We climbed over the side into the dinghy. The engine started with a single pull.
May 17th, 2016
It is 6.25 AM. Jennifer and Hilary are sleeping.
Jennifer was up with me at 5.30 discussing whether to leave then. We looked at the tide and realized that there is not enough water for us to make it through the passage we used to enter this small pool of water. In two hours there will be enough.
A problem is a storm moving that will bring 40 knot winds into the open water near by. If we stay ‘‘inside,’’ the high hills and island will hide us from the wind, but there is one place where we may be exposed to the waves.
When Jennifer wakes up, around 7.30, we’ll discuss this. Continue reading “Weather comes ashore, fish processing, I know Ingmar!”