We went to the Easy Rider kayak company to have our boats checked out before our trip. Katey's dad has an Easy Rider kayak in the back yard that is probably the same vintage as this van.
We didn't know it would be four months before we would get coffee treats on par with our last breakfast from the Fremont Coffee Company.
On our second day out Lil' Bit was already wondering when this crazy trip was going to be over.
We didn't get too far on our second day, but we ended up camping on the beach of the Langley marina.
Sea grass flowing with the tide.
Lil' Bit attempting to mutiny and take over control of Katey's kayak.
Heading to Strawberry Island on our first day paddling with Zach.
Katey and Zach toasting our campsite on Strawberry Island.
Doug contemplating dinner.
The sunset from Strawberry Island was one of the best we had all Summer.
Zach catching up on his phone calls from Blind Island.
The before picture, while our drysuits were still shiny new and we still had meat on our bones.
Floating around in the sunset after crossing over to Orcas Island for dinner.
Katey hiding from the sun.
Waiting out a strong headwind on Jones Island. We spent a few hours hiking and sleeping until the wind went down.
Lil' Bit trying to stay low to get out of the wind.
Trees posing for a picture on Jones Island.
Crab shells on the beach.
Sunset from Posey Island near Roche Harbor.
Zach and his golf umbrella sailing downwind. He couldn't keep up with our full sails, but he could go surprisingly fast until his arms got tired.
Rain? what rain?
Glassy water and steely sky in the Gulf Islands.
Purple and orange starfish clinging to the rocks.
Camping on skull island in the rain. As soon as it got dark our camp was attacked by racoons. Zach received the medal of valour for charging a small platoon of bandits trying to take over the picnic table. Whooping and hollering like his hair was on fire scared off the racoons for a few minutes, and freaked out Doug who was half asleep in the tent.
A starfish lounging in the sand.
Amazing rainbow but no gold on Jedediah Island.
Another shot of the rainbow over our camp.
And one more of Doug and the rainbow with giant raindrops coming down.
Wild sheep on Jedediah from an early homestead.
Old tractor on Jedediah.
The old cedar on the buildings of the homestead was beautiful.
The house from the homestead is still standing.
View of the wind and waves from a hiltop on Jedediah.
Zach enjoying the view.
Doug and Lil' Bit exploring Jedediah.
The bark of a Madrone tree.
Lil' Bit telling a ball he found who is boss.
Lil' bit showing the ball who is boss.
Our driftwood kitchen on Jedediah.
Zach taking a break from paddling in a 20 knot tailwind.
Sunset from Harwood Point on Texada Island.
Sea lions on the north end of Texada Island.
Crazy water and sky as we headed into Powell River.
Clouds and rain over Hernando Island on the way to Lund.
Reflecting on the reflection.
Lil' Bit wishing he were in the lead.
The dock in Lund.
Coming into Lewis Channel on West Redonda Island.
The light in Lewis Channel was amazing.
Katey making breakfast, with Lil' Bit looking on.
Katey's hobo boat, with Lil' Bit trying out the milk crate bed Katey strapped to the bow to help him feel more secure. He eventually decided he didn't like it.
We had to hang our food every night once we were north of Powell River. Lame!
Looking up Cordero Channel to Dent Rapids.
Caming in the woods on Channe Island.
Camping on the rocks in Tallac Bay, waiting for slack current at Greene Point Rapids.
Lil' Bit killing taking the opportunity to catch up on his sleep.
A beautiful beach and campsite on Fittleton Point on the BC Mainland.
Landing on a low beach behind Point George.
Katey doing dishes before the rain.
Katey hanging out in the kitchen.
Cooking rice and beans over the fire.
Katey illustrating how large some of the beach logs really are.
A lonely tree with a great view.
Being stranded at Port Neville for a few days because of gale force winds wasn't all bad.
Lil' Bit spent most of his time sleeping on our non-paddle days.
Katey goofing off while I'm trying to take pictures.
We ate a lot of salmon berries.
The Port Neville store and post office have been shut down.
This deer wouldn't leave Lil' Bit alone. Evertime the deer saw Lil' Bit running around, the deer would stalk him.
Fresh bear tracks on the beach.
Once again, cooking rice and beans over the fire.
Doug checking out the old logs and stumps left from early logging on the Broken Islands.
Looking for Orcas.
Katey and Lil' Bit enjoying the sun on the Broken Islands.
Beach art deaux.
One of the kayaking base camps for Spirit of the West.
Our first shower in over a week was this driftwood shower with a propane instant hot water heater. It was amazing. Note the air horn on the right to scare off any bears who try to join you in the shower.
A wood fire hot tub that we really, really wish were working. The view is across Johnstone Strait to Robson Bight, one of the most famous rubbing beaches for Orca whales. We didn't see any Orcas, but we did see our first humpback whale feeding just off the shore.
One of the tent site in the base camp. This would be an awesome way to take a kayaking vacation.
A better view of Robson Bight.
Lil'Bit climbing trees after a red squirrel. He is about four feet off the ground.
A perfect day to paddle outside Port McNeil.
Loading up at the docks in Port McNeil.
A long quiet paddle to Port Hardy.
Wishing for wind in Broughton Strait.
Fishing canoe at anchor outside Fort Rupert.
Camping on a clam shell beach in front of Fort Rupert.
Paddling in the fog and rain around Peel Island on the way to Port Hardy.
Carvings in the Fort Rupert cemetary.
Another carving in Fort Rupert.
Thge Fort Rupert Long House.
Slipping in between un-named islands near the head of Shelter Bay after crossing Queen Charlotte Strait. We felt like we were the first people to paddle past the rocky islands to land on this beach, but there was a campsite in the woods complete with a note from wildlife officials warning about a cougar in the area.
Katey got tired of my company and started trying to make friends with anything that would listen.
The rock formations on the exposed shores along Queen Charlotte Strait are incredible. All of the rocks and trees are sculpted by the huge winds and waves.
Heading out around Cape Caution.
The ever changing color of the water was mesmerizing.
We found a whale watching outpost on Skull Island, with a number of small bunk houses and this kitchen. It would be easy to build a camp along the outside coast that nobody could find.
A small beach just south of Cape Caution. We stopped for a snack but didn't stay long after seeing a fresh set of Grizzly tracks below the high tide line.
Katey sailing in front of Cape Caution.
A rocky beach on Brown Island. We thought we would stop here after rounding Cape Caution, but kept going all the way to Cranstown Point cove. Over 34 miles for the day.
Barnacles, snails, and seaweed on one of the few rocks on the beach at Cranstown Point Cove.
Watching whales as we paddled over to Addenbroke Island.
Katey sailing in front of the Addenbroke Lighthouse.
The lighthouse keeper Dennis hoisted our boats out of the water and we stayed at the lighthouse for two days, eating homecooked food and watching whales.
After staring at all the colors of blue and grey of the water and sky it was always startling to walk into the woods and see the brilliant greens.
Approaching Namu, an abandoned cannery town.
They had a great float at the end of the dock with a fire pit and kitchen for us to cook in.
The sunset from our campsite in the abandoned town.
The caretakers have an infinite supply of wood for art projects.
Lil' Bit using his ears to get a little more forward drive from the wind.
This island was thick with eagles.
The multi-color tide lines.
More water, clouds, and sky than you can imagine when you are floating far away on the ocean.
Landing on the beach at Lady Douglas Island. We had our hearts set on a public cabin down the beach, but a fisherman had claimed it.
Paddling into the rain up Mathiesen Channel.
We camped in Rescue Bay on Susan Island, with a trawler and small sailboat for company.
Lil' Bit looking for wolves.
Making a sculpture out of our tarp pole.
Tasty blueberries for our oatmeal.
Tea colored drinking water.
Lil' Bit didn't appreciate having to run through the dewy grass in the morning.
Ovoids on the water in Jackson Narrows.
The water flattened out as the narrows widened.
The longhouse in Klemtu. We tried to visit the town but it didn't want us.
Totem in the town of Klemtu.
Lil' Bit was wondering why we got back on the boats and kept moving.
Paddling in the setting sun from Klemtu up Tolmie Channel to find a place to camp.
The lighthouse at Boat Bluff.
Sailing slowly toward a camp site.
Camped in the forest.
Katey and Lil' Bit checking out one of the many waterfalls.
Looking for a new campsite after a bear kicked us off his beach.
We camped on the small beach on the left in Swanson Bay. Wolves woke us up in the middle of the night howling just a few feet in front of our tent.
Stopping for lunch on a clamshell beach.
Paddling in the sun, trying to find shade every chance I could get.
Arriving at Butedale, another abandoned town.
Butedale will eventually fall all the way into the ocean.
The caretaker's tools for splitting firewood.
This giant yacht pulled in just before dark.
Another sunny day!
Getting lost in diamonds on the water.
Another cool waterfall.
Lil' Bit trying to hide from the biting flies.
Twenty foot tide swings every six hours are hard to imagine.
A vein of starfish.
A typical view from our tent on the beach. This is on Gill Island, just south of Grenville Channel.
Waterlogged hands are just plain gross. Eventually you lose all feeling in the skin on your finger tips, but it comes back after they dry out for a few weeks.
A campsite on Grenville Channel.
Rain and grey was actually pleasant to paddle in.
A morning tug in Grenville Channel.
Lil' Bit trying to figure out a strategy for eating this crab.
The crab egging Lil' Bit on.
Camped next to a waterfall, still on Grenville Channel.
A view of our campsite from the water.
Loons wondering what we are doing.
More clouds, headwinds and opposing current.
Lil' Bit finding warmth in the rain.
The old school house in Oona River. We slept on the floor.
Resupplying our food in Prince Rupert after almost three weeks away from civilization.
Lil' Bit pretending not to beg for food from Katey.
A crazy weather front that pinned us down for the day. There were winds to 40 knots and 9 foot seas.
Crazy weather makes beautiful sunsets.
A beautiful sand beach with whales feeding offshore.
My all time favorite campsite.
A humpback whale feeding in front of our campsite.
Lil' Bit and moon snail.
Cold and wet again.
Full moon at 3:00 AM on Tongass Island, from the beach in front of an abandoned Tlinget village.
The full moon at 5:00 AM while making coffee.
A campsite carved out of the Devil's Club above the beach on Fox Island. The first time we tried to get around Cape Fox we hit 25 knot winds and huge seas, so we paddled to the back side of the island and found a small beach to wait out the weather.
Beautiful blue day paddling up Revillagigedo Channel.
Trying to sail up to Kah Shakes Cove.
Kelp bed in Foggy Bay.
Another beautiful morning on the water leaving Kah Shakes Cove.
Beach art at our campsite in Coho Cove.
Walking the beach at sunset in Coho Cove.
Finally landing at Ketchikan!
View from the Deer Mountain trail outside of Ketchikan.
Lil' Bit hoping we can get back on the water after a week of wind days in Ketchikan.
Lil' Bit resigned to another day on shore.
The view from our hotel room in Ketchikan. The float planes flew non-stop from daylight to dark.
The only forest service cabin we were able to stay at on our entire trip, the Frosty Bay cabin.
A beautiful view from the cabin, and a night indoors away from the bears.
Paddling on glassy water across Seward Passage.
Heading up Zimovia Strait.
Katey stretching her legs.
Our stone patio on Rynda Island.
The low, low tide and clear skies made a surreal campsite.
The sunset from Rynda island.
The sunset from our tent.
Snails racing for cover after high tide.
Paddling to Dry Strait through the murky waters of the Stikine River outflow.
Icebergs marching out of LeConte Bay as the sun sets.
The view across Frederick Sound from a cabin south of Petersburg. We were invited to camp on the porch of the cabin.
Getting ready to leave for Petersburg.
Perfectly flat water outside Petersburg.
Paddling up Frederick Sound on the way to Juneau.
Our campsite the first night out of Petersburg.
Typical Southeast Alaska weather.
Taking adventage of the wind and rain to sail up near Cape Fanshaw.
The beach on Robert Islands.
Sunny afternoon weather on Stephens Passage.
Low clouds in the morning.
One of the great campsites along Stephens Passage.
The campsite behind Point Windham.
Katey enjoying the afternoon sun after a long paddle.
Sailing across Holkam Bay.
An awesome beach behind Harbor Island, with icebergs that have drifted down Edicott Arm and Tracy Arm.
Stopping for water along Stephens Passage.
Tired but still having fun.
Crossing the river.
Paddle sailing in a cold rain.
View from the cockpit.
Still heading up Stephens Passage.
We were lucky that the afternoons generally cleared out and stayed calm as we made our way 90 miles up Stephens Passage to Juneau.
A cool seam of rock that was two feet high and 100 yards long on one of the beaches.
Paddling up to a miniature iceberg.
Rain and sun breaks on Stephens Passage.
The clouds were in constant change.
Miles of calm water.
Glacial till flowing out from Port Snettisham.
Paddling into Juneau.
Katey and the cruise ships in Juneau.
We're not quite sure what this boat was in Auke Bay outside Juneau.
We had more sunny weather as we started up Lynn Canal, a 60 mile long wind tunnel that leads to Haines.
Rock formations on Cohen Reef.
Birds getting scared.
Lil' Bit wondering where the birds went.
Sitting in the sun.
Lil' Bit watching the Orca whales off Gull Island.
The tideline on Benjamin Island.
Mussels and barnacles on the rocks on Benjamin Island.
Our last campsite of the trip, just south of Pt Sherman.
Lil' Bit thinking about what ball he is going to chew on when he gets home.
The mountains, glaciers and waterfalls the last 30 miles to Haines were the most dramatic of the trip.
The wind started to do what the wind does on Lynn Canal.
Eldred Rock Lighthouse.
Stopping for lunch in the surf. The wind was blowing 20 - 30 knots by early afternoon.
Sailing with reefed sails.
The mountain scenery outside Haines is spectacular.
Katey woohooing at the site of Haines.
Doug was too tired to celebrate.
Haines harbor at the end of the day and trip.
Outside Juneau we found Sea Lions, Humpbacks, and Orcas all feeding together. It was intense.