The Stocks are aboard and we're anchored in Grace Harbour this morning. It's a pretty anchorage: another well-protected saltwater lake. This morning the sun is out. We hope it stays until we get to our next anchorage at Prideaux Haven this afternoon. That one is supposed to have views of the snow-capped mountains. This one doesn't.

Our anchorage in Quathiaski Cove Saturday night was another exciting one. The first spot we dropped the hook took let us drift too far out into the current, and it was pretty rolly (although it did have excellent Internet access). We found it difficult to relax there, so we pulled up the anchor and moved it inside a few hundred feet. The shallow spot wasn't that big, so we didn't have a lot of choice, but that was definitely better. It was an easy run across the passage the next day to pick up Mike and Sydney.

The shut-off solenoid hadn't arrived at the chandlery when John and Mike got there to pick it up Monday morning, but they delivered it to the dock shortly after Sydney and I arrived back at the boat with the provisions. John got it installed in short order (and also fixed the blower), so after shore showers, we left the dock around noon and headed back to Gorge Harbour.

The weather was typical Pacific Northwest not-quite-summer fare: gray, not too cold, occasional rain. The light wind was on our nose at first, but once we cleared Wilby Shoals and turned more eastward, we got a little boost from the wind. It only took about two and a half hours to get to Gorge Harbour. After docking, we walked up to Trude's Café for lattes. The lattes weren't great, but it was an interesting trip back in time to the 70s. Trude's Café was clearly also Trude's house. It was quite charming with a "Community Wall Since 1922" by the road in front of it and an unattended fresh produce stand next to that. John bought some fresh peapods there and put his "twony" in the can provided.

Except for dropping off garbage and recycling, we didn't make much use of the facilities at Gorge Harbour this time. We didn't even plug in. Tuesday morning, we left about 1030, going more slowly past the pictographs at the entrance this time. John's close-up photos are really much easier to see than the real thing.

It took a little more than three hours to get to Grace Harbour, and the weather was about the same as the day before. The clouds had backed off enough, though, that we could see the mountains surrounding us in the distance. It was beautiful even though it wasn't sunny. It didn't rain until it was time to leave the shelter of the cockpit and drop the hook.