Monday June 30th, 2025
As the saying goes, “a picture is worth a thousand words,” and this picture of Marlene says it all. She’s bored; she is ready for the wind to stop howling down the channel; she is tired of the rain, and she is ready to get home. I concur with all the above.
This is an image of Pond Bay. The picture below gives you a glimpse of the wind that is just outside our door.
It’s a bit hard to see but we have two ft. waves coming at us here in the bay with some occasional white caps. PredictWind forecasted the wind and gusts starting later in the morning. Marlene and I decided we wanted to get ahead of it so we got up at 4:15 and were out the door by little before 5:00. We were tucked in here in Pond Bay by 9:00. It was pretty calm and glassy all the way with low lying fog, a thick marine layer and rain (of course). We had an easy time anchoring, with good holding in about 40 ft. At about 11:00 am the winds and waves started to pick up significantly. We have a good solid hold with our anchor and we are just getting tossed back and forth. According to PredictWind this will begin to dissipate around 8:00 pm and be mostly calm by the time we go to bed. 🙏
Conditions look favorable for a good crossing of Dixon Entrance tomorrow. Winds will be light and variable throughout the entire day, predominately westerly flowing. Variable winds in various directions, mainly WSW-W under 12 it’s with a slight chop. Our consultant says overall it is going to be a “good ride” across to Canada with a few stray showers and patchy fog. We hate fog, but fog is better than wind!!
Like today we will leave at first light for our 8 hour cruise to Prince Rupert. I have been watching the boats on MarineTraffic and it looks like we will have quite a few friends joining us for the crossing. Good thing we have a reservation at Cow Bay Marina in Prince Rupert.
On a positive note, as we write this at 6PM, the winds are greatly diminished. We actually saw a few rays of SUNSHINE earlier today. Hope springs eternal.
Remember Arlene’s warning.
“Fog, Bob!”
“It’s a swamper!”
Peter, ha, ha. Marlene and I say “Fog Bob,’ a lot. And it was a relatively smooth crossing of Dixon Entrance but there was patchy fog all the way.