This is where the highway to Port Alice crosses the Marble River. Years ago I kayaked down the river and then paddled to Coal Harbor to run the shuttle. Lots of caves along the river, some showing signs of human habitation.

The marina in Port Alice. Parking is across the street. I launched, tied up, and parked.

When I returned, a crow had gone under the flap of the bimini, into the V berth and got a package of ramen out the the grocery bag. It had already opened it and eaten part of it. Made a mess getting it out of the boat.

This contraption was huge. *

Here it is in action. Two cranes working to lift 5 or 6 logs at a time from log rafts along side.

The first salmon on board. Because of space limitations, I limit myself to one lure. A Buzz Bomb.

The open ocean. Strangely calm.

The lighthouse on Kains Island.

Winter Harbor

The most interesting building in Winter Harbor.

These guys were everywhere, including the lagoon that runs for about a mile NE of Winter Harbor. The lagoon is shallow and open, but the weather report was good and I only draw 8 inches.

There always seemed to be a flock of shorebirds on the dock.

Free moorage.

This is why most people come here.

The store was surprisingly well stocked.

A fishing boat returning.

I went in to a little harbor on the south of Buchholz Channel for the night.

There was a log raft of what appeared to be salvaged cedar. I just tied up to it.

Had a nice sunset.

The next day the water was calm and I went to Coal Harbor.

Quatsino Narrows. Once through, I decided to stay until the next slack, which gave me some time to kill. So I toured the inner Sound.

I first went to Varney Bay and the mouth of the Marble River. Lots of caves on Vancouver Island, supposedly the largest concentration in North America.

Some of the caves were used a the final resting place. This is a cedar bent wood box.

A lot of these sites have been looted.