Thursday, August 8, 2013
This trip was much shorter than the trip to Glacier Bay and back. Somehow I averaged both a higher speed (7.3 vs 6.7 knots) and better fuel economy (3.82 nm/gal vs. 3.71 nm/gal). I attribute this to carrying less weight this trip.
Total distance: 1,244.1 nm
Total engine hours: 170.3
Average speed: 7.3 knots
Total fuel burned: 325.4 gallons
Average fuel consumption: 1.91 gph (3.82 nm/gal)
Total fuel cost: $1,788.78 (assuming CAD and USD at par)
Average fuel cost: $5.50/gal
I awoke to the sound of foghorns from ferries passing through Thatcher Pass. When I looked around, I saw almost nothing. Visibility was just around 200 feet.
After an hour or so it began to lift, and I headed off. The current in Thatcher Pass was ebbing so I got a nice boost in speed. The fog had lifted much; visibility was maybe 200 feet. Radar was a must have.
In Rosario Strait I stayed close to Reef Point on Cypress Island to avoid the ferries. Only one other boat on the radar screen the whole way across, except for two ferries.
By the time I got inside of Guemes Channel the fog had lifted and the sun was out. I fought a strong current through Guemes Channel, but eventually made it through to Twin Bridges. More big boats going fast in Swinomish Channel, and again, massive wakes.
Thanks to my scrubbing of the bottom in Barkley Sound, growth on the hull was minimal. The trim tabs and bottom of the engine mount were a bit of a mess, but not too difficult to clean up. I unloaded the boat, scrubbed everything down well, and headed back to Seattle.
16.9 nm today
1244.1 nm total
Off to Sylvan Cove today, where the dock is for our cabin. I left pretty early, and cruised quickly to Pole Pass before slowing down to displacement speed the rest of the way.
This was one of the roughest sections of the trip, not because of the wind or current but rather the massive wakes from passing boats. One a**hole in a 37’ Tollycraft Big Sky zoomed by just 140 feet away from me…with a couple of guys in a 10 foot aluminum skiff midway between us. Big Sky was going about 16 knots and threw an absolutely massive wake.
Despite the inconsiderate boaters I made it to Sylvan Cove easily enough. I tied up to the dock, walked around for a couple hours on shore, and returned to the boat. My neighbor was heading out fishing and I joined him. Only one small king salmon, about half in inch too small to keep. Oh well, we weren’t fishing for long.
17.4 nm today
1227.2 nm total
After breakfast, a shower, and a quick trip into town, I headed out of Friday Harbor bound for Henry Island. Henry Island is just across from Roche Harbor and it forms the northern shore of Mosquito Pass. Seattle Yacht Club has an outstation there, and I figured it’d be worth checking out.
I had an easy trip up San Juan Channel. The current pushed me along nicely for the first half, then slowed me the second half. Lots of boat traffic, and the water was correspondingly rough as big motor yachts sped past me.
Roche Harbor was busy, as usual. The SYC outstation at Henry Island is about a mile from Roche Harbor’s docks, and it is much quieter. The outstation is beautiful, with a massive lawn, barbeques, walking paths, etc.
|Beautiful sunset from Henry Island|
The sun was shining bright, and I did lots of reading on the lawn. I’m reading a book called Trekka Round the World, about John Guzzwell’s circumnavigation of the world in a self-built 20’ sailboat in the 1950s. It makes going around Vancouver Island in the C-Dory seem like a stepping across a puddle.
10.6 nm today
1209.8 nm total
I’d planned on heading for Henry Island today, but never made it. While I was eating breakfast an older gentleman walked past and got into a 17’ Whaler behind me. He obviously had some mobility problems: two canes and very small steps. We struck up a conversation and he mentioned that he had a house in Barkley Sound. He also said he had parkinsons and was on his way out to pull some crab pots. I volunteered to go along to help out, since I figured he might have some difficulty pulling his gear.
Unfortunately this was the rainiest day in the last month and a half. I suited up: Xtra Tufs and head-to-toe Goretex. Then we set off at 28-knots into driving rain. We pulled the pots at Shaw Island (no keepers), then headed around to a boat launch to pull the boat out of the water. He’d forgotten a critical piece of the trailer winch at the outstation back in Friday Harbor, so I drove his truck and trailer back, grabbed the part, and returned to the launch ramp.
By the time I got back to the boat all my outer layers were soaked (but I was dry inside!) and it was past lunchtime. So I stayed in Friday Harbor. More wandering town, relaxing on the boat, and even a quick nap.
I was up early, not so much because I wanted to be, but because the fishing boats rocketing out of Sooke made the anchorage awfully rolly.
The wind had picked up through the night, and conditions didn’t sound great on the Strait. Westerly winds, to nearly 30 knots, had been blowing much of the night. But the forecast called for moderating conditions, and that’s what I noticed on the weather buoys. The wind slackened and the seas dropped below three feet. Good enough.
Crossing the Strait of Juan de Fuca was a bit bumpy, but with the seas coming from behind it wasn’t uncomfortable. I had to dodge a few big ships along the way and was thankful it wasn’t foggy.
As I approached the San Juans I called US Customs. They quickly and painlessly cleared me back into the USA. By mid morning I was tied up at the Seattle Yacht Club outstation in Friday Harbor. I took a long shower (no coins!), made a late breakfast, and wandered the docks.
I walked along the docks in the evening and met Jim and Joan from Wild Blue, another C-Dory. They poured me a drink and we chatted about our summers. They live aboard for the summer, working for one of the local whale watching outfits. Cool, eh?
41.4 nm today
1199.2 nm total
Transiting the Strait of Juan de Fuca requires fair winds and good current conditions. Currents run several knots in the Strait, and it makes little sense to burn a lot of extra fuel fighting the current.
The winds were forecast to be light and the currents would be favorable beginning around eight or nine in the morning. Since current wouldn’t be much of an issue for the first 25 miles, I decided to depart at 6:00 am. This got me out early enough to beat the afternoon winds, but late enough to avoid unfavorable currents.
I woke up at 5:30, checked the weather, and got the boat ready. The weather was perfect: light winds and rippled seas. No fog, either.
I shoved off before 6:00 and joined a sizeable fleet of sport fishing boats heading out. Once clear of the harbor, I throttled up. The autopilot worked perfectly!
The next four hours were pretty boring. Low swells, no waves, low clouds, no boats. Altogether a pleasant trip into Port Renfrew.
I’d expected to stay the night in Port Renfrew, but there wasn’t much there. A couple small marinas, catering mainly to sport fishing boats (with the attendant smells) were all that was around. I stopped and gathered some info for the Waggoner. The weather was so nice that I decided to continue to Sooke.
After another couple of uneventful hours, I pulled into Sooke. I tied up at the public dock and settled in. A note at the top of the dock said the harbormaster would be by in the evening to collect moorage fees.
An hour later a fisherman informed me that I was in “his” spot. Now, some of the spots did have little signs that said “reserved,” but not the spot I was in. He’d left no fenders or lines, no indication that this was a reserved spot. Not wanting a confrontation, I agreed to move. He suggested I raft off an old, rusty behemoth…I pulled along side and quickly realized it wouldn’t work. So, off to anchor. I tucked in behind Whiffen Spit and dropped the hook, between endless crab trap buoys. Fishing boats came and went, typically at the perfect speed for throwing the largest wake.
On the plus side, Whiffen Spit is a large, beautiful park. It reminded me of Dungeness Spit, on the other side of the Strait of Juan de Fuca.
Still, Sooke ranks pretty low on the destinations I’ve boated to…
80.5 nm today
1157.8 nm total