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Captain’s Log, Day Eight

May 26, 2022

Catherine Oceano
3 min readMay 27, 2022
Tug and barge, tied up across the passage from our anchorage. Photo credit: Catherine Dunn-Gilbert

Captain’s log, day eight of our first real retirement voyage. Although we aren’t totally retired. And except that I am not the captain.

Today we left Green Bay and headed for the Copeland Islands, a provincial marine park. It was a six-hour and forty-minute trip and we went 41.6 nautical miles on a calm sea which is the same as 48 statute miles the Captain assures me. Slow, I know. But pleasant all the same. And we did get there eventually.

The dogs were happy to go ashore to a place with trails and grass. There were no other boats anchored here when we arrived, but at least one arrived after we did although they headed for a different bay.

On our after-dinner trip ashore we went to the tiny island just across from where we are anchored and had a view of a tug and barge heading up the passage. It was very entertaining watching the deckhands jump around on the logs. They eventually chained the log boom to the side of the rocks; the weather out in Malaspina Strait is supposed to get dodgy so safer to leave it there, or they may be going back to pick up more logs before they make the next step in their trip.

One of the four readers of these posts asked me what I have been using to prepare the meals on this trip. Well, that depends. I have an antiquated Coleman camp stove. We have a…

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Catherine Oceano
Catherine Oceano

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