The Devil’s in the Details

What an adventure!  With no real plans, off you motored past the McNab lighthouse to test the wind. The direction guided you toward a challenge that has gone untaken for 9 years until tonight.  The drift along the coast of the island into a mooring and smooth dropping of the anchor, which held steady as Chan Chan inflated.  The row ashore fairly simple, the cacophony of the resident birds tremendous and threatening.  Took a walk through the tall grass to the half-destroyed lighthouse and then walked back to find the Pilot boat approaching the SC with a few honks.  Whether they saw the ladder, the Chan, or me on the rocks, they left as quickly as they came.

As the sun set, it was time to row back.  Legs soaked in walking the Chan out for launch, but the wise move to leave the bow line in the water and the step ladder made reboarding a snap.  Or so it seemed, until the anchor rope got caught in the motor!  Quick thinking and slow drifting with tide still up saved the day.  Pants off, into the water, and the rope was freed.  Then the struggle to get back up seemed it could threaten the whole endeavour, but strength was found, and now I’m dry and attached to a Wreck Cove mooring, marvelling at the way of all things.

From Devil’s isle on the 9th to Zanzibar isle on the 23rd?  If only.  Everything in place.  Another day closer to the trip that may set the tone for a lifetime...  don’t forget to hit Tim’s on Sunday to update the journal.