We figured it might be safer going this way, i would have loved to go on the outside again, but the weather can turn very nasty this time of year.   So we started out, in Granville Channel, our first stop was Kumealon Inlet, all the inlets are spectacular, but we had not counted on the blackflies, and let me tell you, there were blackflies, thousands of them, the minute the anchor went down, they were in the boat, on the boat, on our face, in our hair, they loved my left foot, i have so many scars now from their bites, it looks like i have the measles. We tried to close everything up, killed a few thousand, but we couldnt go outside, even though the weather was gorgeous, so we thought to go to the next place, Baker inlet, through Watts narrows, we waited on the outside for the slack, because the entrance is very small, and a strong current runs through it, once we were inside, we marvelled at the steep mountain sides around us, this was truly a wonderful spot….well…..the anchor went down, and there they were, thousands of them , diving into the boat, biting anything in sight with blood, Annie had them crawl through her fur, trying to get to skin, anchor up again, poor Bert was in agony , trying to work  at the bow, then put Curtsy in gear, and take off as fast as she would go. We just made it through Watts Narrows, tide was already running at 4 knots, and it grabbed and pushed the boat all over the place. Back out in Granville Channel, now what……we ended up in Klewnuggit inlet, a marine park, it was not as bad here, but we had to keep the boat closed, so we watched a movie, and went to bed. The next day we headed to Nettle Basin, Verney falls, the falls would not be running hard, but they were fed by a lake,and we anchored right in front of the falls, they made a bit of a breeze, which helped.  The itching of these blackfly bites is hard to discribe, it just wont let up, so i walked around with a  bottle of vinegar, which is the only thing that took the itch .out. There were still salmon trying to get up the falls, and on the shore we saw remnants of a very old fishing weir, made by the first nations. The falls look spectacular at low tide, when they double in height. We decided the next day to head towards Hartley bay, it had been blowing 25 to 30 knots NW every day, but we did not want to cross Wright Sound in heavy weather, this piece of water is noted to be tricky.  We anchored in Coghlan Anchorage, a very quiet, shallow place, no one there, tons of room for a lot of boats, then leave early the next morning to cross the Sound.