Bunsby Islands

Espanoza to Brooks Peninsula
August, 2001

Part 9: End of Trip

Day 16, 8/17/01

Weather: Overcast, light rain.

Paddle: Short paddle into Fair harbor. Drive to Nanaimo.

We pack the boats fro the last time. From here we have a short paddle around the along the coast to the entrance to Fair Harbor.


Packing for the last time.

Fair Harbor is a fairly large body of water with a small entrance, making it a very well protected harbor. But it is also further from the open sea. Not at all pleasant compared to where we have been paddling. There is a doc and a boat ramp. Another party is landing at the same time, making for about 15 kayaks being hauled out. Up from the boat ramp is a brushy, disorganized parking area with old cars and such. Many residents of Kyuquot use this to park their cars. In a flurry of activity we load B&J's kayaks onto their jeep and our three kayaks onto my car (seems stable).

We jump into our cars and and drive back to our launching point. There we shift Wendy's kayak onto her car. Suddenly we are all done. B&J hope to be home by the evening so we say our good byes. After two full weeks of traveling with them it feels strange to part company.

Marie, Wendy, and I plan travel at a more relaxed pace, taking two days to get home. We have lunch in a chinese restaurant in Comox and spend the night in Nanaimo.


Approach to Fair Harbor.


Last night of the trip.

Day 17, 8/18/01

Weather: partly cloudy

Drive: Nanaimo to Seattle

Last night in the hotel room I wake several times and look around. I see a foggy forest with a few points of light poking through the canopy. As I come to full consciousness the scene resolves to the hotel room with the various little points of electrical illumination. The same thing has happened to me after other extended water trips. After 4 weeks of sailing, most night spent on anchor, I found myself in my apartment's living room looking out at the cars below to decide if we are dragging anchor. After camping just above the high tide line most nights in Hakai, at home I woke to see moonlight flashing on the water lapping around our bed.



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