Six Islands, and 188 miles in 7 days is what the log shows. My brother-in-law Joe visiting from Cape Cod, MA and I headed out in Corleto early Sunday, May 11th, 1998 to Victoria, B.C.
Each hour we checked the GPS. At one point we were motoring at 6 knots and only progressed 1 mile closer to Victoria, but the wind finally came, and we were able to sail on a port tack to Brodie Rocks, just east of Trial Island, and two more short tacks put us at the breakwater outside Victoria Harbor. Streaks of foam were in the water, the waves were 6 feet and breaking, so hand steering was required to prevent the boat from slamming. Fifty six miles, our longest day. The head winds in the strait were 25 knots, so Joe got a good introduction to sailing. After checking in with Canadian customs we just made it to the Cheese Cake Cafe for dinner after a late arrival.
The next morning after a bacon and egg breakfast at "Smitty's", we sailed up to Roche Harbor, San Juan Island, WA. Joe got pictures of orca whales along the way and we wound our way through Mosquito Pass. After checking through US customs and a walking tour of Roach Harbor, we motored to Stuart Island and walked trails until dark.
Corleto looked pretty small from up on the trail.
The next morning we hiked the remaining trails until 1 PM, when we caught the flood tide to Patos Island. We dropped the sails just west of the Island but had to motor at full throttle to keep the strong current from sweeping us past the entrance. We secured Corleto to the east buoy, inflated the kayak, paddled to shore and walked the whole Island before dark.
Joe and I paddled the inflatable kayak against the current, but made it to shore. Corleto is the smaller boat off to the left of Joe. The other boat left before we returned so we had the whole bay to ourselves.
Returning to the kayak, we caught the slack tide back to Corleto and had pasta with clam sauce for dinner.
We also enjoyed a beautiful sunset over Vancouver Island.
The morning found the mooring line wrapped half a dozen times around the buoy from the current/wind activity during the night. These rocks are only visible from the water, going through the narrow passage.
In the PM, we headed over to Matia Island where we tied to the dock and walked the entire island. The guide book had mentioned the hermit cabin ruins at the far end of the island, so we went back a second time and found them after some poking around in the brush and climbing the high bluffs looking toward Orcas Island. The wind howled in the rigging all night, and the fenders slammed against the hull as the boat rocked at the dock.
Friday was an easy day to Port Townsend, sailing most of the way and Joe got to see the self steering doing its job as we wove our way with shifting wind across the strait. We walked through town and had dinner at The El Serape.
Saturday was a spectacular run. We left Port Townsend at 7:10 and arrived in Kingston at 12:50, for an average of over 4 knots despite bucking a 3.3 knot ebb current from 9 AM on. We had about 25 knots of tail wind all the way from Marrowstone point on and Corleto was surfing about a third of the time for most of the trip. Annamarie was alerted by cell phone and waved to us from the deck as we went by. She had Alaska King Crab legs all ready for us when by the time we returned home. We enjoyed a delicious lunch on the deck.
The log shows 140 miles sailing, 48 miles motoring, which is the highest percentage sailing I'd ever done on an inland cruise.And this was Joe's first long sailing trip.