Another Day at Eucott Bay
October 6th (Sunday)
In the morning the clouds were lifting and parting, and the sun was trying to shine through. It looked like it might be a nice day.
We headed ashore in our kayaks, and hung up our two tarps to hopefully dry, and headed out on our trail. We enjoyed the hike on our trail, and when we came to where we had left off last time we came to a wall of brush. Some of the areas that our trail goes through are open forest with little to no undergrowth. Through these areas we basically just pick the best route and mark the trail. Through other areas, however, there is very thick underbrush, and it is slow work picking out a trail. Unfortunately it started to rain, and gradually we realized that our optimism that it was just a shower was misplaced. We made our way around a boulder, over several logs, across a marsh, up a bank, and around a stump before we decided to head home. We were getting wet and cold; it was pouring.
In the morning the clouds were lifting and parting, and the sun was trying to shine through. It looked like it might be a nice day.
We headed ashore in our kayaks, and hung up our two tarps to hopefully dry, and headed out on our trail. We enjoyed the hike on our trail, and when we came to where we had left off last time we came to a wall of brush. Some of the areas that our trail goes through are open forest with little to no undergrowth. Through these areas we basically just pick the best route and mark the trail. Through other areas, however, there is very thick underbrush, and it is slow work picking out a trail. Unfortunately it started to rain, and gradually we realized that our optimism that it was just a shower was misplaced. We made our way around a boulder, over several logs, across a marsh, up a bank, and around a stump before we decided to head home. We were getting wet and cold; it was pouring.
Before paddling home we went to one of our Chanterelle mushroom spots and picked the remaining mushrooms to have with dinner. Then we folded up our now, even wetter tarps, and paddled home, dripping like drowned rats.
At home we removed our wet stuff, which was everything, grabbed our hot tub stuff, and went ashore for a soak. What a luxury it was; to be able to come home wet and cold, and then go ashore to our own private hot spring. Truly a luxury!
At home we removed our wet stuff, which was everything, grabbed our hot tub stuff, and went ashore for a soak. What a luxury it was; to be able to come home wet and cold, and then go ashore to our own private hot spring. Truly a luxury!
From the comfort of our tub we watched all of the birds bathing in the rain. There had been so much water gushing down the mountains that the bay was brown with runoff. This meant that there was a good layer of fresh water on top, and the birds were making use of it. As we watched them the tide was coming in and slowly covering the rocks that they were standing on. Several of the birds remained on their rock until they could not stand any longer, and then they paddled away.
Earlier in the day we had seen an eagle standing out in the water bathing. Its wings were partially open, and it was dunking and splashing. It looked quite odd the way it was crouched near the shore out in the water.
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