Toady: 0.0 mi
Trip: 956.61 mi
Oh the crazy things we do! This morning the weather sounded pleasant and from the look of the water in our harbour, it looked like a go. We packed up and felt awful excited about heading out...that was until we made it half a mile. We were just getting to round Sail Rock. The swells were around four feet and were lazily picking the kayaking up and down.
We rounded the corner. As soon as the words "oh dear" hit my mouth I knew we were not going any farther. Those nice little four foot swells were amplified on every shoal from Sail Rock to Agate Point. Paddling farther out we saw the swells hit the shoals, stand up well over my head and then dump. The swells were far enough apart that it was hard to tell where each shoal was definitively and we decided better not to make a mistake and get trashed. We paddled back to shore to re-evaluate.
I was rearing to see the waves better and convinced Mom to bushwhack to the end of the point to have a better look. Going out we made our own path which involved much crawling and sliding. Making it to the other side was worth it though. We spent most of the morning looking, evaluating, and taking pictures. Finding our way for lunch was much nicer with the animal trail we found. It must have been something small because we found ourselves crawling even more. After lunch we were going to try to head out again, but then fog rolled in making it even harder to see where the waves were popping. Defeated we just called it a day and set up camp. Still no moose.
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