One hour of flying along the Sunshine Coast of B.C. , over glacial lakes, melting snow tops, solitary cabins, quiet clusters of homesteads, lonely bays...and islands upon islands. Where had these islands come from? Where have I been all these years? We finally flew close in closer to island tops to land next to Sonora Island.Sonora Resort, specializing in sport's fishing, zodiac explorations, grizzly bear searchings, a full-on spa which I availed myself of, with a 2 hr. melting massage, 120 hot tubs on premises and a in-suite bar frig fully loaded and the good life, sat waiting in all its luxury.
Looking over Desolation Sound for our dinners, a small cruise ship swiftly gliding by like a white swan. Watching large numbers of seals, up to 30 at a time, and Andrew counted 130 eagles at a single sighting, flying or perching.The community, Big Bay, across the Sound was once a community of 3,000 people--boat building and fishing before the lst World War. It even had a school. Those days are now gone. The current is very fast out front of the dock where the sea planes sit. When the tide changes the water can dramatically drop 5 metres. The face of Sonora Lodge also quickly changes, exposing sea life which can only be seen at lower tides.
Our very favourite spot with our noses right up against the glass of this 500 gallon salt water aquarium. Bass, rock cod, crayfish, sea urchins, sea cucumbers, algae are changed regularly with the creatures out front. The salt water is pumped from the Sound. Fantastic sights--especially with the crayfish half out of a fish's mouth!
Some proud!
Check videos at the very end!
Andrew's first ever salmon within half an hour. A l4.5 lb. , then 12.5 We were so lucky to have Jeff as our own private guide for two days of fishing. The same age as Andrew, Jeff has had his own boat since he was four years old. A great, great time sharing with Jeff about fish, fishing, the locale and his general low key life style...so different from our city life.We both caught our limit, 2 each of these Spring (King) salmon the first time out. Andrew caught his third the next day...about ll lbs.The second day out we both had our lines with salmon on them at the same time! What excitement! They were barely under size.
Do I look happy or what? My very first salmon as well...l9.5 lbs, then a 12.5 pounder. I could never have done it without Andrew's strong arms to help me out. Here is a look at Jeff as well as the boats in the back.
Do I look happy or what? My very first salmon as well...l9.5 lbs, then a 12.5 pounder. I could never have done it without Andrew's strong arms to help me out. Here is a look at Jeff as well as the boats in the back.
Yes, you're right! Guess who was up front with the pilot
flying back into Vancouver?
Couldn't miss that opportunity! Here is a glimpse of
my ever present 'buddy' packsack, having started with me
in Nepal. (And all those journeys since will be meat for
another article one day!)
one day!)
June, 2009
Copyrighted MB, 2009
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