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... of the island where they sit and preen had pillowy grassy areas liberally covered in eagle feathers. We also visited Telegraph Cove, a former fishing and cannery village on Johnston Strait and Robson Bight, now beautifully restored and a jumping off point for kayaking and whale watching.
Reluctantly we finally headed back. As we got off the boat onto the float, a mink appeared and Zeus, known for his urban ratting skills, took off in hot pursuit. The mink erred in not ...
... and to teach them how to fish for themselves. We watched the bears interact and give each other a wide birth as they bounce around catching salmon. We saw a couple of bears that came right up to the Blind; just two metres from where we were standing - what an adrenaline rush! One bear came under the Blind and dived in the water with a great splash. I'm sure there were ten of us that almost had to change our 'puffy suits'!
We also did two trips in the dingy to ...
... advantage when they can!!
We had dinner on the ship . . . a nice buffet . . . almost like a cruise ship but without the crowd . . . and massive dessert display, although it was very nice. The sun was actually too bright seated on that side of the dining area!!!
Again, the ferry was about ½ to 2/3 full . . . by my guesstimate . . . some of the facilities were not open . . . one that was . . . was the gift shop . . . when we got our ‘keys’ . . . ...
... there are dozens of sandbars all around the estuary, and you can get waves of 10 to 15 feet crashing over these creating quite a hazard for even the largest of boats.
We took the easy way out over the huge suspension bridge which seemed to go on for miles, but then we were in Washington. Our intention was to take a few days exploring this rugged state, but the weather now seemed to get very inclement, and for the first time since Bolivia we were really cold. ...
My first day of my leave of absence has formally started today.
This morning we battled long and hard with the idea of possibly heading across the Bar and around Cape Scott today. The weather report sounded okay on the VHF, but after looking out of the bay and listening to the howling winds outside we decided to spend one more day in Bull Harbour.