Instead of Winter Harbour, we motored up to the real town of Port Alice, really Rumble Beach, where there's a great little marina. The town of Port Alice is a lovely, tidy, peaceful town with a good grocery store and restaurant surrounded by beautiful scenery. We were able to get showers at a nearby campground, although, the ladies' wasnt' working too well and after I ran out of loonies, I had to call the owner, Ozzy, who rode over in his little cart to resolve the problem. He was disappointed to see I was already dressed again when he arrived. He was a kick.
Saturday, July 26th, Julian Cove
The next night we anchored in beautiful Julian Cove and were joined by our new friends John and Diane on the Anomandra. And wouldn't you know it? He's a poet. Really, published and everything.
Monday, July 27th, Winter Harbour (finally)
Sandy, the fuel dock attendant, was fun to talk to. He was retired from PACCAR and had also traveled to Tasmania, so we had a lot in common.