Marooned skipper ashore...

As Lisa captains our trusty ship in the Broughtons, I'm back on land for some field work in northern BC and thought to unload some photos as I enviously envision the salty adventures that are doubtless occurring afloat.

Chilko Lake in all it's glory.... We're here tagging sockeye smolts so we can track them on their difficult seaward migration through the Fraser River and beyond. Fun, except at 2am in the snow. 

At least it's incredibly beautiful!

And, aren't they cute? 

 So all this land-lubbing got me dreaming of salt air and sailing. So here are some shots of the last few days and our journey up Johnston Strait and into the Broughtons.

After a early early morning through Seymour Narrows, we took a breather from the NW headwinds and tucked into Kelsey Bay for our first pressure cooker meal (which was scary at first - as it whistled and hissed I retreated to the far side of the salon, imagining an explosion of brown rice all over our little home...). And she's so cute, we wouldn't want to do that!

While nestled among the working vessels of the area, we also discovered a ship worthy of aquisition...the Godfather!

Which was for sale, as cleverly advertised on the slip. Beware!

 Sadly, we couldn't come up with the necessary coinage, so we pressed on to Port Neville, an enhilarating sail away as we tacked up the Strait.

Which was really lovely.... And leaves me at camp, about to go fishing for more smolts to tag and looking forward to being seaward bound myself in the near future!