Although bald eagles are among the largest birds we see on the coast, often we see gulls and other much smaller birds chasing eagles through the sky or tormenting them on a tree branch. This seems curious, given the difference in size. While eagles are excellent hunters, according to Bald Eagles: Their Life and Behavior in North America they are not above scavenging for their meals, or stealing food from other birds or preying on them. So to ward of threats to themselves and their young, smaller birds often harass eagles and other birds of prey. The larger birds mostly ignore these attacks, rarely fighting back. The eagle’s behaviour, from scavenging, to stealing food, to ignoring attacks, led Benjamin Franklin to oppose their choice for America’s seal:
I wish that the bald eagle had not been chosen as the representative of our country; he is a bird of bad moral character; he does not get his living honestly; you may have seen him perched on some dead tree; where, too lazy to fish for himself, he watches the labor of the fishing-hawk; and when that diligent bird has at length taken a fish, and is bearing it to its nest for the support of his mate and young ones, the bald eagle pursues him and takes it from him. . . . Besides he is a rank coward; the little kingbird, not bigger than a sparrow, attacks him boldly and drives him out of the district. He is therefore by no means a proper emblem for the brave and honest.
-- Benjamin Franklin in a letter to his daughter Sarah Bache
Occasionally, it would seem, the eagle doesn’t always ignore the attacks. One time while out in the dinghy, we started seeing white feathers massed on the water surface. A short distance away, we came across an eagle, tearing into what was left of a seagull clutched in its talons. That probably was just one taunt too many.
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We've cruised as far north as the Broughtons in winter, but this year's winter cruise to the Gulf Islands (map of area) was colder, with more snow and stronger winds, than any other. This was the first time we've had to actually shovel the boat off. The cold weather gave our furnace a workout, but created some beautiful scenery. Here are some highlights from the trip. (Click on the images below to enlarge.)
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The first of the snow came while we were anchored in Cadboro Bay. We had slipped across along the southern end of the San Juan Islands from Oak Harbor following a big storm, and ended up storm-bound there for three nights. 40-knot northerly gusts boomed through the anchorage, while whitecaps churned through Haro Strait. |
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We didn't see Caddy while we were there, just the 100-foot -replica in Gyro Park. |
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Before stopping at Cadboro Bay, we'd fueled at Oak Bay and filled two five-gallon buckets for reserve water. But the water promptly froze solid, and didn't melt until nearly the end of the trip. So much for a reserve. |
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At Genoa Bay, we followed footsteps through the snow to the top of Mount Tzouhalem for a view to snow-covered Mount Maxwell on Saltspring Island. |
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Here's another view of Mount Maxwell, this time from The Brig's dinghy dock at the northwest corner of Maple Bay. We moored there for the night and watched Monday Night Football over dinner at the pub. The food is excellent and the pub deck has sweeping views across Maple Bay and Sansum Narrows. |
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We visited Butchart Gardens Christmas Light Display during a blizzard. The snow added another dimension to the scene. |
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Another load of snow fell while we were anchored at Preedy Harbor. |
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The BC Ferries vessels always look shipshape, but they looked even better against a white backdrop. |
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While anchored in Ladysmith, the temperature hit -19C (-22F), the coldest on the B.C. coast. Victoria was -7C, Vancouver was -14C, Whistler was -18C, Port Hardy was -4C, and Prince Rupert was -11C. Sea smoke drifted across the water and everything on deck was frozen over. |
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Snow was piled up so high in Ganges that it felt more like Ottawa. BC Hydro had been busy working on replacing a large transformer that had caught fire. It looked a real mess and a big job to replace. In the picture on the right, they are using a crane to pull new cables through (the new cables are draped over the snow). |
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These are our two favorite pictures of the trip. Both were taken at anchor off Ganges the same cold morning. The bright sun and the sea smoke makes the Tyee picture look almost like a painting. |
The Seattle Boat Show seminar schedule is now posted. We’ll be presenting some of our favorite destinations between Victoria and Bella Bella, along with and tips and techniques for improved boating safety and comfort, at 1pm on Saturday January 24th. And we’ll be signing copies of Cruising the Secret Coast, our Waggoner sister publication, at the Armchair Sailor booth from 3-5pm on Saturday the 24th and Saturday the 31st.
One area we’ll highlight is Drury Inlet, our favorite destination in the Broughtons. Part of Drury Inlet’s attraction is ruins from an entire era of coastal logging, including springboard- scarred stumps, a large, well-preserved steam donkey, 1920s logging trucks, and a logging railway. Logging roads—both old and new—extend inland to tranquil lakes and to mountain ridges with wonderful saltwater views. Throughout these woods, contemporary independent loggers meld the past with the present as they salvage cedar from century-old stumps.
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On Monday we passed Anacortes and went through Swinomish Channel (area map) during a significant, and poorly forecast, wind event, with an amazing variety of weather. The barometer gained 10 mb in 4 hours and peak winds approached 60 knots.
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We had just crossed Rosario Strait in 4-5 feet seas, with 40-knot winds from the southeast. Conditions weren’t ideal, but the boat handled fine with the seas slightly on the bow quarter rather than the beam. The winds intensity picked up as we approached Fidalgo Bay, and 2- to 3-foot breakers were rolling north as we exited Guemes Channel. This was unusual, given the short fetch there. Visibility dropped soon after, and we were pelted with snow, followed by thunder and cracks of lightning. The conditions were degrading in a hurry.
The Atlantic Aquarius, not far away but almost obscured in the limited visibility above, was pulling back on its anchor in Padilla Bay. It takes a fair amount of wind to push those big ships around.
Visibility improved as we passed Fidalgo Bay, but the winds kept rising. We saw steady westerly winds in the 50-knot range, and gusts to 57 knots, the highest we’ve been out in. The boat, pushed by the wind, listed noticeably to port (the horizon is straight in the picture below—it’s the boat that’s on an angle).
Across narrow Swinomish Channel, wind-generated waves splashed against the east shore.
Breaking waves rolled through normally sheltered La Conner. We’d initially considered stopping there to wait out the storm, but docking would have been a challenge.
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At the corner where Swinomish Channel turns towards Skagit Bay, wind-carried water swirled into the air.
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Whidbey Island is fairly low west of the southern arm of Swinomish Channel, and we were in the brunt of the westerly waves now. Notice in the second picture below that one big gust had pushed our bow flagstaff partly over.
Conditions improved north of the channel exit once we got some protection from higher land along Whidbey Island. We’d planned to stop at the north side of Hope Island, but it was too exposed in those westerly winds. We instead found good shelter in Cornet Bay, put out 9:1 scope, and watched the wind whip up the water east of Deception Pass.
We didn’t think we’d ever stop at Pirates Cove Marine Park, at the north end of British Columbia’s Gulf Islands. The BC Marine Parks Guide bills it as one of the more popular parks in the Gulf Islands, with room for 75 boats. This is remarkable, given that the cove from shore to shore is about 730 by 1275 feet, and only 485 by 910 feet outside the 2-meter contour line where we safely could swing. Stern-tie rings line the shore, allowing many more boats to anchor than if they all swung free.
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Normally we save the busy summer anchorages such as this one for the winter, when fewer boats are about. We hadn’t yet visited Pirates Cove though, even in the winter, because of the holding. Most cruising guides describe the holding at Pirates Cove as poor, mentioning fire drills of boats dragging anchor whenever the wind came up. In the winter, when gale-force winds are common, good holding with room for plenty of scope is especially important. We always felt we should try Pirates Cove anyway, and this year we noticed that the guides also mentioned a gooey and sticky mud bottom. We were skeptical that the holding would be poor in that kind of bottom, so we finally gave it a try.
After all those years of avoiding it, Pirates Cove turned out to be an ideal winter anchorage. The holding really isn’t poor, it’s just poor on short scope. On a 5:1 scope, the holding was good. We didn’t budge, even with gale-force southeasterly winds blowing. That scope, however, reduces Pirates Cove from a 75-boat anchorage to about 3-boat one.
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We’d arrived during a period of unseasonably cold below-freezing temperatures and lots of snow. We had to dig out a spot to tie off the dinghy, and the ramp was about a foot deep in snow.
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Not far down the trail, we noticed a narrow channel had been cut down the hillside along the surface of the snow. From way up high above the trail, the channel swooped through the trees, crossed the trail, and went right down to the water. It was about 8-10” wide, too narrow for a snowboard, and the path through the trees and branches wouldn’t allow anything larger than about 6” high to pass anyway. Pacific Coast Mammals supported our theory that playful river otters made them: “Makes river bank slides 30 cm wide. Snow slides show track marks. When on land, spends most of its time frolicking, chasing tail, or playing tag.”
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We found snow slides all over the island. The most impressive slide started at the top of a very steep flight of stairs and went all the way to the bottom. That must have been some ride. Cowabunga!
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Animal tracks were everywhere, but ours were the only human footprints ashore. Besides its beauty, the snow gave us a glimpse into the area’s extensive and varied animal life. In some cases, it appeared that the otter Super Bowl had taken place—a veritable highway of tracks led to and from a certain point. We realized it must be one of their dens. We’d never have noticed it without the snow.
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