While on shore, we chatted with several groups of backpackers doing the West Coast Trail. Tina and I hiked the trail eight or ten years ago with a gaggle of friends. At the time there was a water taxi that took us from Port Renfrew to the beginning of the trail where we beached the dinghy this morning.
It was nice to relive the West Coast Trail experience by walking down the beach today, feeling the crunch of seaweed under foot and inspecting the diverse communities living in the tide pools.
There are several tent sites established in the trees at Thrasher cove where Quijote is anchored. There are two ways to go from camp. Those heading north, Port Renfrew to Bamfield, take off along the beach. Those going to Port Renfrew head up the ladders and follow the trail. I went both directions for about 20 minutes each. I remember climbing ladders like those with a full backpack. It was quite a bit easier without one today.
We made it back to the boat before the winds picked up, but they're snorting now. Tomorrow they're supposed to be lighter in the afternoon than they will be today, so we'll take off early and get up to the broken group a little more comfortably than if we went today.
Those of you who have been following my blogs for a few years, might remember the last time I was in this cove. Quijote's starter failed. It burned up and filled the engine room with smoke, leaving us stranded for a few days. I was able to order a new starter from Sooke and somehow convinced some random person in Port Renfrew to stop and pick up the part on their way through the town fifty miles or so south of here. Then her husband delivered it to me on his fishing boat. I don't know what I'd have done without their help.
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