July 31st Foggy Bay to Prince Rupert
It turned out to be a long uncomfortable 10 hour trip today
in fog and rolling waves. Luckily, there was only light traffic until we
entered the Prince Rupert Harbor entrance. We avoided the “short cut” because
of all the obstructions and poor visibility so it took us at least
an hour longer. I am not a fan of fog but David kept saying, “If there was no
fog, the winds would probably be a lot worse.” Thank goodness for our Furono plotter and radar.
I had called ahead to secure a dock space. I struck out on my first two calls but did get a referral to call Cow Bay Marina, a relatively new facility. Thankfully, they had a space on the breakwater. We were advised that it gets a bit bumpy from winds and wakes but after today’s tossing, all that mattered to us was to have a place to plant ourselves and not be left twisting in the wind.
We were advised to call in when approaching and someone would be out on the dock to help us but after several calls, no one responded. Fortunately for us, a friendly boater walked over to grab our bow line and helped us settle in.
We cleaned up a bit and then headed to town to a fish place called “Smiles”. Our friend, Ron, who was a captain on a fish packer and who frequented Prince Rupert, recommended this diner saying it had the best seafood in town. We called him and left a message while having our dinner. The diner was first opened in 1932, and it was pretty cool to think that Ron had often dined there 40 to 50 years ago. It was an obvious local favorite and David was thrilled that they were serving Manhattan clam chowder and not just that “white stuff”.
After two major days of boating, we decided that we deserved
a reprieve so decided to stay two nights. Our boat fenders were constantly
rubbing against the dock making groaning and creaking sounds. Mentioned to
David that the sounds were a welcomed lullaby. He chuckled, “That ain’t the
boat groaning and creaking, Babe, that’s us!”
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