**Our Gulf Islands Trip: Day 4 – June 10, 2008**

On Salt Spring Island

Afternoon on Salt Spring Island
(yes, it’s cold enough that we need hats!)


Summer has finally peeked its golden head up over the horizon here in the northern regions and currently, it’s my favorite time of the day.  The light is getting mellow and soft outside, and it’s still warm out, but not scorching.  I have an iced mocha keeping me company and it’s a good time to write.

By now I’m sure you’re quite bored with my account of our Gulf Islands trip, and maybe I’m a little bored too.  But I have only two more days of photos and tidbits to share after today and then we’re done.  This is supposed to be a knitting bloggy, right?  Yet I somehow feel compelled to finish what I started.  So just a couple more entries and then we’ll be back to our regularly scheduled blogramming.




Our trip route for Day 4

Our trip route for Day 4

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Image courtesty of
KayakSuccor (aka R. Darling)


On this morning the weather was slightly better than it had been the day before.  It was sprinkling only lightly, but we could still see our breath out on the deck when we left in the morning.  I was finding it hard to believe that June had arrived.  The plan was to take a peek into Conover Cove for a possible few hours of paddling, but once we arrived there the scenery didn’t strike us as anything very different from what we saw back home.  And for the amount of effort it would have taken to anchor up there, it just didn’t seem worth it.  So we motored on by and headed for Ganges on Salt Spring Island.

I was looking forward to Salt Spring Island because I’d heard that it was sort of artsy and part of me was hoping for a yarn shop.  Or even just an iced mocha and some touristy crap.  Be careful, we’d been sternly warned beforehand, there’s hippies there.  As if hippies were some dirty creature that might contaminate us by being in the same vicinity.  Now that I think about it, I was probably the dirtiest creature there anyway (no shower since yesterday, but who’s counting?), so maybe the locals were the ones who should have been afraid.


Entrance to Ganges - Salt Spring Island

Entrance to Ganges
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The yacht Paraffin

The yacht Paraffin
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As we pulled into our slip we couldn’t help but notice this huge-mongous yacht docked nearby.  After coming home, R. Darling did some research and discovered that this ship is owned by the Yankee Candle Company. It has more amenities than most hotels I’ve stayed in, and is better staffed too.  It’s hard not to get nauseous with that kind of glamor staring you in the face every time you look up.  Maybe I should start buying lottery tickets or something.

Once we were settled, our tummies growled for food so we took ourselves into town and had some lunch at The Oystercatcher.  After lunch we walked around a little and because I was with the boys I was loathe to do much shopping, only peering in windows longingly as we passed by.  My FIL decided to go back to the boat for a nap after scoping out the ice cream shop (which he never went back to visit) and R. Darling and I explored a bit further.  The town does have an artsy feel to it with sculptures and gardens abounding, but I was a bit disappointed that the attractions of the main avenue seemed few and far between and were exhausted in mere minutes.  We’ve since been told that Saturday is the day to arrive as there’s a big art fair held every Saturday which we missed, pulling in as we did on a Tuesday.  


Saltspring Mermaid

“Service Above Self”
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Salt Spring Stones 

I was fascinated with these stones paving the Mermaid’s court
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Salt Spring Bust

Salt Spring Buddha


But what’s this?  A knitting shop??  Can it possibly be?


Salt Spring knitty shop


And a friendly hummingbird outside to greet me?  I have to go in!


The hummingbird greeter


No, I was very very good and didn’t buy anything.  I was tempted, but responsibility prevailed.  That and I didn’t have my wallet on me, and there was no possible way to make a sneaky purchase without first getting R. Darling who would then be witness to the carnage.  No sense filling him in on how much my little hobby actually costs.

Once back on board the Ragunda, the sun decided to make an appearance and we thought that was probably as good a reason as any to go for a little afternoon paddle.  One of the nearby islands was said to have the ruins of a castle on it built many years ago by a Scotsman who seemed to like his liquor a wee bit more than he liked construction.  The island was later purchased by an American who discovered that trying to heat a castle is not a whole lot of fun, and he demolished most of it.  But we had to have a look now, didn’t we?  We paddled all the way around First Sister Island and only saw one small bit that even remotely looked man-made.  A bit disappointing, but interesting nonetheless.


Ruins on First Sister Island

Crumbling remains of a man-made structure on First Sister Island
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After navigating around First Sister Island, we stopped for a bit on Third Sister Island.  This island has a gorgeous white shell beach that looks almost like it belongs in the tropics.  There are no houses here, unlike many of the other small islands in the area that are privately owned.  We walked from one end to the other and were rewarded with some nice views of the neighboring islands as well as some very unique flora to investigate.


R. Darling on the white shell beach of Third Sister Island

White shell beach on Third Sister Island
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Knittymuggins on Third Sister Island


Interesting island flora

Interesting island flora
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With the help of a 1 knot current in our favor, we headed back to our boat, taking in the sights as we passed.  With the help of the current, we were paddling close to 5 knots at times and I snickered to myself when I saw the speed limit sign in the channel.  There was a stern warning against vehicles moving at more than 5.5 knots.  Hard to believe that we could almost be breaking the speed limit in our kayaks!  But something we found even more peculiar, was the gigantic ReMax sign posted on Powder Island.  Apparently, if you have a spare, oh, $650,000 or so burning a hole in your pocket, you could purchase this skimpy pile of rocks with the ramshackle house squatting on top.  Once glance and I wondered what would happen if Neptune got a little peeved one day and decided to whip up a big ole storm.   


The house on Powder Island

The house on Powder Island
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Goat Island

Goat Island
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Returning back to the boat, my FIL cooked us a nice bunch of steaks and we settled in for another wonderful evening.  All that paddling had made me hungry!


Next stop:  Sucia Island back in the USA…..


4 thoughts on “**Our Gulf Islands Trip: Day 4 – June 10, 2008**

  1. Sounds like a very nice day, what with islands to explore & the beautiful sceneries. How sweet to be greeted by that hummingbird! You two look so cute together in your hats :)

  2. I am truly impressed with your willpower in not buying anything at the crafts store. I don’t buy that often at my own LYS, but for some reason I always feel compelled to buy something when I stumble upon yarn shops when traveling.

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