This wonderful anchorage was recommended to us by Doug and Martha, and wow, were they right!!!!! No one was here, again, the only boat, most boaters go the more travelled route, the east side of Princess Royal Island. At the head of the little bay, is a large beach, with grassy field and a creek , creating a perfect bear spot. We so hoped to see the Kermode bear, the cream coloured bears of the island.   The next day we kayaked to the beach, which was mostly made up of black and orange coloured rocks, the tide was out, and here, after “docking” the kayaks, we found perfectly made clam gardens, several of them, perfect rows of stones, with the clams inside, these gardens are very old, made all along the coast by the  first nations.  here, in this area , the Tsimshian first nation lived. Clams were a very big part of their diet, the large cedar trees here, also had signs on them  of big strips of the bark taken off, a very long time ago, used for making clothing and baskets, among other things.  At the edge of the forest, a sign was put on a tree, plus a surrounded area was made, with barbed wire ,with a bait in the centre, the sign said as you will see on the photo, that it was for bear research, we looked for white fur, Bert figured that when the bears would break down the wire, to get to the bait,white fur would be left behind, for DNA.  maybe… i am not sure.  We didnt see a bear, no signs, but there are no fish coming into the creek yet, i think, once the fish starts arriving , the bears will show.

We left early the next morning, as we needed the high tide again to get out. As we went through Thistle Passage, a small bird flew on deck, really cute little guy, we had the cockpit closed, as it was cold, and he just started walking around the boat, hopping on the solar panels, then he discovered my greens, which were on the aft deck, well heh!!! little seeds!!!  So he had some lunch, then hopped around again,i think, looking at my bird book, that he was a young, white crowned sparrow, still had some baby fuzz, he stayed for a while, definately trying to get in, NOT a good idea, with a killer (kind of) cat on board. At one point he flew off, and Bert saw him go very, very high. I think he just needed a rest and some seeds…..

Our next anchorage , Meyers Narrows Cove, was absolutely beautiful, just enough room for one boat, we went in by high tide, good thing, rocks everywhere, a pair of Sandhill cranes nested nearby, and started a huge racket, not because of us though, an eagle was flying over, making them very nervous, their call is very loud and clear, and sounds so funny, it can be heard for a mile, i believe it!!!   It rained the whole time, but it created a very special atmosphere, and it was oh so quiet, (other then the cranes), we never did see another boat, as the passage is tricky to go through at low tide. No fish for Bert, but we had a very relaxing time here.