September 5, 2025 – Friday
The morning fog clung to the mountains like a secret, refusing to lift even as the water below cleared and beckoned us onward. We left Lagoon Cove later than planned, waiting for visibility to improve, and while the peaks remained hidden, the sea was calm and welcoming. It was a quiet day in terms of boat traffic, but the few vessels we did encounter were intriguing—each one a floating story. The rhythm of the tide worked against us for much of the journey, but the serenity of the coast and the muted beauty of the landscape made every mile worthwhile.
A Morning Chorus
Life and Loss on the Shore, Tom Island
September 6, 2025 – Saturday
After a peaceful night at Blind Channel Resort Marina, we timed our departure to align with slack tide at Seymour Narrows—a stretch of water that demands respect and precision. The haze softened the mountains as we continued south, and the scene shifted dramatically. Campbell River greeted us with a lively mix of vessels: small fishing boats darting between channels, commercial ships lumbering along, sightseeing cruisers full of wide-eyed passengers, and even a tug towing a floating house. The contrast from the previous day was striking, and the energy of the harbor felt like a celebration of coastal life. We’ll be staying here a couple of nights, soaking in the vibrant rhythm of this bustling marine town.
