Three nights remain in Barkley Sound after tonight. We're in a cove on the west side of Turret Island tonight. Tomorrow we'll anchor at Clarke Island, then Wouwer Island and finally Effingham on our last night.
It was a dinner of leftovers tonight. No one meal had enough leftover for four people, but we had four different leftover meals, each ample for one or two people. Perfect.
While we were seated around the cockpit table eating dinner under a clear sky with the sun setting over the horizon and the boat anchored in a spectacular cove, the kind that dreams are made of, we had to wonder: why are we the only sailboat out here? This us our ninth night in this Sound and last night was the only one so far that has had other boats in it.
It's early season for this area, so I didn't expect the kind of crowded anchorages one sees in the San Juan Islands in July, but neither did I expect to find no other boats in anchorage after anchorage.
As a cruising ground this place is magical.
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