Saturday, June 30, 2007

Family Time

This year is Thomas’ family’s 100th year in Crippen Cove. His grandfather Green came from Grand Manan Island in the Bay of Fundy in 1907 to start a herring saltery. Families met at the Crippen Cove cabin in June.

Here are Thomas’ youngest – Noel, with Cathy, Daisy and Frankie, and my eldest – Cosmo, with Susan on one of those typical sunny, summer days at the cabin.

It was wonderful to have children again at Crippen Cove.
Noel’s first projects were child-proofing.

Daisy draws pictures on the stove protection barrier

Cabin Morning


Noel’s helper

Supplies from town included a high chair with the wheelbarrow and parts for the chain saw.

We all sailed together to Lucy Island.


On the Lucy beach Daisy made a friend, Anne, and all of us enjoyed her party of archeologists and families. The friendship continued at the Dodge Cove Art Show.

We returned home in the 11 pm sunset.

And we worked together.

These artistic rock stairs are the talk of the cove – “Why didn’t someone try that before?”
Here is Noel phoning Josh Redd on Gabriola to ask about how to mix that cement.

Then Noel and Thomas mixed cement under the house to start work on the foundation and Noel took some up on the roof to fix the chimney.

Another bit of family time happened in absentia. We celebrated Josh Beale’s 28th birthday on June 5 with us in Emma Passage, Hecate Strait and Josh in Byron Bay, Australia. Same Pacific Ocean.


La Sonrisa headed out with Koz and Susan for some favourite places.


Koz leaps the waterfall.
Goodbye to Susan and Cosmo, and quiet time in the cove for Skipper and Mate.
Stay tuned for more family time in July and August!!

Tuesday, June 26, 2007

Repairs

La Sonrisa's windvane - the Arrow and the V

Learning to sail on La Sonrisa you can get a stiff neck. That’s because you are always looking at the arrow on the top of the mast for wind direction. Thomas would always say to me “Keep the arrow out of the V,” when sailing into the wind or with wind on our stern quarter with 2 foresails. You pretty well have to “Keep the arrow in the V” sailing wing-on-wing. But now that basic La Sonrisa wind orientation is missing. One day I noticed half of the V had disappeared. Thomas found it on deck. He hinted that I could be hoist up the mast to re-attach it, but we kept saying “Let’s wait til Noel comes, he likes it up there!”

By the time Noel arrived the other half of the V had fallen, and the arrow itself had lost its tail and no longer pointed in the direction of the wind. Here is Noel on June 15, heading up the mast.

Here are Thomas and Cosmo cranking our mechanic up the mast.

And here is Frankie, at the wheel with Susan, waiting for his dad to come down the mast.

I’ve just finished reading The Brendan Voyage by Tim Severin. In the spirit of Thor Heyerdahl, Tim and crew set out to recreate the travels of the sixth century Irish Saint Brendan. The Navigatio is an account in Latin of Brendan and his crew of Irish monks sailing in a skin curragh from the west coast of Ireland to North America. I‘ve read about Brendan’s voyages in a Celtic spirituality context – the image of sailing in a skin boat with no keel, trusting in where the Spirit takes you. Tim Severin believed that the accounts of Brendan’s voyage were not just holy legend but travel records full of practical details. So he set out to show how it could have happened. With the help of various creative and skilled craftsmen, he built a boat of strong ash wood, covered with sheep skin leather and sealed with grease, and learned how to sail it from the locals. One of his most important learnings on his Brendan voyage was how often simpler is better. You can’t sew up your fiberglass hull and cover it with grease while bouncing in a gale after being ripped opened by a sharp lump of sea ice. This 1970’s curragh crew did. They also discovered that smoked meat is much more edible after being doused in seawater than dehydrated food in plastic bags. Brendan landed in Newfoundland June 26, 1977.

On La Sonrisa we are often discovering ways of doing things simply, or as Thomas says “dumbed down.” Here are our dumbed down wind indicators: the little orange tapes.

We have a new Arrow and V on order – and I hope it’s not me that has to go up the mast to put them in place.

Like Tim and the Brendan crew we’ve had many repair challenges. The stuffing box is an ongoing project. Advice from the caretaker in Namu to load in the grease is our stopgap measure that’s still working.

The depth sounder quit. Or it sometimes works when the motor isn’t running, which isn’t much help. So here is Cosmo using our simpler method of discovering how far down the bottom is.

Cosmo offered to bring us a new depth sounder that also shows the fish down there, but we still hold to the simpler is better philosophy. We can always put the anchor down and see when it touches. But again, I hope we can take advantage of some appropriate technology for anchoring. For fishing, we can say thank you to “Bottom Woman” for whatever she chooses to put on our lines. Who needs fish finders?

There are many more repairs to keep us happily busy, both on the boat and the cabin. Tune in for the next positing about the new stairs for Daisy and Frankie to climb up the rocky point on Crippen.

To read about the Sustainable Coast Project see the May 16 posting.
To find out more about our sailing charters see Welcome to La Sonrisa, April 30 posting.
Contact us: elizabeale@yahoo.ca

Friday, June 15, 2007

Jobb's Comfort Eagle Clan

Eagle pair on Lucy Island

Our first summer sailing we had a few days with a family named Jobb. We went into Work Channel, met the local humpback whale, and found a wonderful anchorage beside a tiny perfect island. The island had no name on the chart so we named it after our charter family – Jobb’s Comfort Island.

Every year we find new wonders in this special place – a seal family on the reefs, humpback whale circling in the channel, trolling for salmon in the dinghy. On this trip our delight was the eagles. There were lots of eagles, some alone, some in pairs, perched on high snags, rocks, beaches, and soaring high above. Sometimes competitive long dives for fish.

June 4. We were fishing. An eagle on the highest snag on the island beside us was watching. Thomas threw a small Pacific Cod from our catch out on the waters and immediately the eagle swooped down and grabbed it. “We could hear the swoosh across our shoulders!” Here he is carrying away his fish.

The eagle flew into the trees beside another eagle, and then we saw the nest. A huge pile of sticks high in a tree, visible only from the viewpoint our boat happened to be anchored in. So with our binoculars we enjoyed our neighbours for hours. She seemed to be wearing a lovely green woven shawl. Grass? No, more like ferns growing in the nest.
We couldn’t see chicks in the nest, but here’s a picture of what could well have been there, a 5 week old eaglet.

We watched each of the adults catch fish and return to the nest, one stting in the nest, one perched on a high snag nearby. At the end of the day both of them retired to the nest.
Here is an eagle on the nest, with the green ferns in front of her wing.
Above the eagle on the snag is the other one on the nest. Look carefully.

Later addition: In early August we saw this handsome eaglet sitting on his nest. He was watching our "Friends of Lucy Island" volunteer crew repair the boardwalk.


More adventures:
June 5. We think this is Miss Silver of the north bank of the Toon River estuary. We have seen her other summers in this spot. We're heading out now with son Cosmo and wife Susan to return here - we hope to see her again, and perhaps the large male down by the river mouth.


To find out about our sailing adventures see the posting on April 30, Welcome to La Sonrisa.
To read about the Sustainable Coast Project see May 16, The Sustainable Coast.

Friday, June 1, 2007

Seaweed Harvest


Coming into Cockle Bay on Lady Douglas Island, another favourite anchorage, we noticed people in colourful clothing in the low tide rocks.
“What are they doing?” we wondered. “What are they putting in those bags?” We are always looking at our neighbours through binoculars, but when they are human it feels a bit impolite. Still we were very curious.
“Seaweed!” we exclamed. That wonderful black seaweed that only grows on rocks exposed to outer waters. We were on the protected side of some islands just off Milbanke Sound. The Heiltsuk name of this special area is Tsugway (sp?), we were later told. Thomas remembers the Tsimshian seaweed-gathering place out on Dundas Island, and we’ve seen the Hartley Bay site on the outer shores of Princess Royal Island. It is exciting to find people keeping up the traditional ways. And this year we have an order for black seaweed to be delivered to back to Egmont when we head south.

The seaweed pickers heading home in today's harvest boat.

When we arrived in Klemtu we found the seaweed that people had been gathering. Ted gave me a taste of lasts year’s crop, both the dried and the roasted variety. Delicious! We were able to get a batch for our Egmont friends. I can see why the seaweed sites are such important places in first Nations culture.

We continue to do our own seaweed harvesting. We found the first kelp patch of the season in Cockle Bay. Thomas has created two new varieties of kelp pickles. And we have red and green dried sea lettuce for sprinkling on our popcorn.

Kelp patch
The kelp patch was also a great spot for greenling, and we harvested clams, pending a local report re: red tide.
How often do you get a picture of the one that got away? Sylvia's kelp greenling jumped overboard just after the photo was taken. Hard to see those lovely square blue spots on his brown sides.

Contact us at elizabeale@yahoo.ca
To read about the Sustainable Coast Project see the May 16 posting.
To find out more about our sailing charters see Welcome to La Sonrisa, April 30 posting.