The last few anchorages have been wind swept, solitary, lovely. Two nights ago we were in Doig Anchorage, presumably named for the author, but who knows? Yesterday we were in Harwood Bay, a pocket sized cove with a narrow entry. There wasn't room for another boat. Thankfully there hasn't been competition. The entries are a little challenging, so it keeps the hordes away. After we arrived and got ourselves settled yesterday, Jeff went off to explore in the dinghy while I made a batch of chocolate chip cookies. Tonight's anchorage is called Gung Ho. We arrived early for two reasons: the distance from Harwood is less than ten miles, and I wanted addition depth on entry. The depth at low tide is roughly the same as the depth of Quijote's keel. Entering at high tide (10am today) gave us an additional 13 feet. No small potatoes. Tonight while Jeff was exploring in the dinghy, I made Mom's chili (without meat): chili sin carne.
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