August 23, 2024 – Friday
When we first awoke, the bay was completely shrouded in fog, creating an almost mystical atmosphere. As the fog began to lift, we set off before sunrise, navigating through passages filled with debris from a recent spring tide and a 24-hour downpour. The logs we maneuvered around were massive, some stretching 30-40 feet long. With the fog drifting in and out and the logs floating around us, there wasn’t much time for pictures—Mother Nature kept us on our toes.
Despite the challenges, the sight of the mountains emerging and disappearing in the fog was awesome. As we entered Blind Channel, a sense of calm returned. We weren’t alone; many cruisers were also making their way south, and by day’s end, every dock at Blind Channel Resort was full. We’ll be staying here until at least Sunday, waiting for the right weather conditions to navigate Seymour Narrows.
