We didn't leave Kwatsi until noon, working on little projects and
enjoying the bay. Alden made grits and a tofu scramble for breakfast,
mmmm. After packing up and heading out we came upon Lacy Falls. The
water rushed down over the black rocks right into the ocean and we
inched our bow in as close as we dared, snapping photos.
I made lunch and we ate as we cruised. The sun finally came out in
force and we soaked up the warm rays. It wasn't long until we reached
Sullivan Harbor. The tiny town has a gas dock, an equally tiny store,
a closed restaurant and several little houses, all floating on the
water and connected by docks and floating walkways. We payed an
inordinate amount for fuel. My jaw dropped when I heard the price. Six
dollars and twenty-five cents a gallon! After coughing up a thousand
dollars to fill our tanks, we moored and stretched our legs on the
docks. Wireless access was an extra $10, we decided we were too poor.
But we did find some things at the general store, two grapefruits, a
spaghetti squash and some fishing lures.
Eager to escape with a few dollars in our pocket, we cast off in
search if cheaper shores.
We decided to anchor at Turnbull Harbor and it turned into one of my
favorite stops on the trip so far. We unleashed the dinghy, Wildcat,
loaded with our crab traps. We deliberated over the best places to put
them. We were becoming more discerning crabbers and trying to learn
from our former attempts.
Next, we took the Wildcat up Roaring Hole Rapids into Nepa Lagoon.
Apparently these rapids can be quite nasty but we happened to time
them well and had no trouble. We explored the lagoon, a beautiful,
quite place with tall snow capped mountains in the background.
We did catch a crab! It was a smallish female and was returned to her
home, but it was exciting to find her in our trap.
The next day we took the dinghy ashore and hiked to Huaskin Lake. It
was a short and steep hike up. We found a board, meant for a biking
paddle boat, and floated around the lake. It was so pretty, dark and
cool we couldn't resist jumping in! We had a picnic lunch afterwards,
drying in the sun.
I made lunch and we ate as we cruised. The sun finally came out in
force and we soaked up the warm rays. It wasn't long until we reached
Sullivan Harbor. The tiny town has a gas dock, an equally tiny store,
a closed restaurant and several little houses, all floating on the
water and connected by docks and floating walkways. We payed an
inordinate amount for fuel. My jaw dropped when I heard the price. Six
dollars and twenty-five cents a gallon! After coughing up a thousand
dollars to fill our tanks, we moored and stretched our legs on the
docks. Wireless access was an extra $10, we decided we were too poor.
But we did find some things at the general store, two grapefruits, a
spaghetti squash and some fishing lures.
Eager to escape with a few dollars in our pocket, we cast off in
search if cheaper shores.
We decided to anchor at Turnbull Harbor and it turned into one of my
favorite stops on the trip so far. We unleashed the dinghy, Wildcat,
loaded with our crab traps. We deliberated over the best places to put
them. We were becoming more discerning crabbers and trying to learn
from our former attempts.
Next, we took the Wildcat up Roaring Hole Rapids into Nepa Lagoon.
Apparently these rapids can be quite nasty but we happened to time
them well and had no trouble. We explored the lagoon, a beautiful,
quite place with tall snow capped mountains in the background.
We did catch a crab! It was a smallish female and was returned to her
home, but it was exciting to find her in our trap.
The next day we took the dinghy ashore and hiked to Huaskin Lake. It
was a short and steep hike up. We found a board, meant for a biking
paddle boat, and floated around the lake. It was so pretty, dark and
cool we couldn't resist jumping in! We had a picnic lunch afterwards,
drying in the sun.
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