
It’s become a joke of our Broughton exploration—bear spotting. “We’ve seen eight bears, so far,” quipped one fellow cruiser. New friends, Karl and Laura, text us pictures of the bears they see on the beach. “Go to Nimmo Bay,” they tell us, “We always see bears there.” They show us a picture of a huge…

It’s a good day to catch up. After being on the move every day this past week—exploring and poking in and out of bays and anchorages—it’s pouring rain today and we are staying put. There are more than a dozen boats hunkered down with us in Turnbull Cove in the North Broughtons. It’s the most…

I sent Yvonne Maximchuk a text that we were in the green sailboat idling in the bay outside her house. There was an “open” sign for her gallery, Searose Studio, and a small float and ramp leading to her house, there was no other way to get there. David and I have been reading Yvonne’s…

It rained hard for three days. Tucked into the municipal dock at Port Mc Neill on north Vancouver Island, David was once again in the bottom of the cockpit locker twisted into a pretzel. He had to disconnect and pull out our four 60-pound house batteries and install four new ones. C.A.B. Industrial Automotive (owned…

The good news is the engine started. But the slow drag of the starter got our attention. Anchored out in remote Pott’s Lagoon in the Broughtons would be a very inconvenient place to end up with a dead battery. We’ve been motoring only short distances the last four days as we dip into rustic marinas…