There once was a Sea of Soup Pea
Through wihich we wanted to flee
We felt forlourn, and tooted our horn
But alas that last boat went unseen
Johnstone Straight is notorious for high winds, and fog. We experienced both! I took a great video of the high wind experience, but here are some photos of the Straight.
We again celebrated Canada Day in Port Neville with Lorna, granddaughter of one of the original settlers in the Port, she has lived here all her life. She sold off a chunk of her land to 2 veterinarians from Nanaimo who will be building a cabin here. they were surveying their land while we were here, and they carry a shotgun with them because there are bears here. As Ken and I discovered, we were just off the shore in the woods when I heard Ken saying "nice bear, Nice bear". No he didn't really say that but he did see one with in talking distance. They had a staring contest (Ken one) and the bear sidled away.
Later I saw a large dog running up from the water, shaking is thick coat dry. He ambled up the rocky point, flipping rocks with his massive paws. It was then that I realized when he was stuffing his face with crabs from under the rock that this was a small bear! I waved to him and he politely turned tail. Sorry, no photos of our bear encounters.
We were sailing along Johnstone Straight
Who's winds made us notoriously late
They rose at ten, capturing us then
Disasterously sealing our fate!
1 comment:
It might be the power of Grandpa Hugh's eyebrows
That kept the bear at bay
(Or perhaps it's the power of your personal Tao)
Too much trouble to make you its prey
I have seen them smoothed all nice and neat
But when challenged, they turn scary
And now we have a bear’s retreat
A situation which was quite hairy
Their usefulness is quite amazing
Vindicated, exonerated, warranting praising
No longer shall we stare and ask
“When are you going to trim those things!”
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