So here we are back in Port McNeill! Seems like we never left. Ron has injured his knee, so, after attending hospitals in both Port McNeill and Port Hardy and consulting with the doctor in Port Hardy (the medical system here is so understaffed that the two communities share doctors and on this day the doc was in Port Hardy) we've decided to head home.

It's not all doom and gloom, though. Because there was no doctor in Port McNeill who could see Ron, the people of the province kindly sent us in a taxi to the ER in Port Hardy. The road between the two communities is called Bear Alley. And we saw two (different sightings) at the side of the road: bonus. And the medical attention in Port Hardy was very good.

(Note to self: Next time, go to Alert Bay. Apparently the facilities there are excellent.)

And we have now seen nearly all there is to see in Port McNeill. This time we discovered the World's Largest Burl! Right here! Imagine! Who knew?

Ron's knee is sore, but not Medivac material. He'll see a specialist when we get back to Vancouver. A drag to be cutting short our already short cruise, but we'll be glad to get the knee looked at and treatment begun. Hopefully we'll be back out in September.